Impermanence

Impermanence

At dusk

Nervous bats fly and

One, two, seven ......

More and more, cutting confusing lines.

I read of gardens.

I read of the river's meandering

Slow, peaceful life--

As the sunset on the river grows brighter and brighter

As if deeper into the heart of every wandering life and death, the

So infinite, my transparency so infinite.

As Punotinus said.

She who knows all the wanderings of the earth, will return to her father again.

Loved ones

When the dusk came

I sat on the dam of the reservoir

Thinking of a relative in the city

I throw a stone

I hear them

The sound of their collision