The chestnut tree blooms in the rain
The top of the mountain in the morning mist is so empty
The chestnut tree blooms in the rain
The top of the mountain in the morning mist is so empty
nobody
appear quiet and solemn
It rained last night I know
last night
Chestnut tree blossomed in the rain
It's normal for new things to become old overnight
I can't either
have feelings
While we're still here, darling
Come down the mountain now
The top of the mountain is about to be rounded by the rain
by:Yin
At another time like
There was never any praise
All praise is nothingness
Time is not a straight line forward
It drops at the same time all over the world
People touch the rain through the wall
And what they feel is the ashes of time
I like to be in another time
Like I like you
You are still so clean
Like a stone in the water
In the water and not in the air
How nice! Because, not so
About the Creator
The Naked Woman in My Backyard
Saturday morning and I’m home alone not feeling like doing much of anything. I just poured my first cup of coffee, the wake-me-up cup, when I look out the window and see a naked woman in my backyard. That surprises me since I’ve never seen a naked woman in my backyard before. Three thoughts enter my mind —
By Gail Winfree5 days ago in Poets
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