Tuesday, April 08, 2003
This Smoldering Way
Because of us
in this smoldering way
is the boundary transferred?
It does not become
what you have known
Each cloud becomes the correcting calmness,
the sunset of the sparrow
which you complete
On the horizon, those make walking
in life and death
Transferring present time
Because of us it is absorbed,
it does not show that.
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