The Gardener
Santa Clara, CA 95051
theroot_
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first light
morning fog
street sweeper and a distant jet
beggars disappeared
greed is good
triumph of the system
ARBORETUM
my game is no game
and no particular rules
my thoughts don't think
I am butterflies that don't wink
but then
come to think of it
rules are temporary ditches
ARIA
transparent mist wreaths a waterfall
releasing countless generations
those who look will see what lives
in the depth of a flower
or in the act of looking
in the honesty of not knowing
letting dew gather of its own accord
nations, neighbors, bees
all greet the mist
countless stars not resting there
murmurs of the heart
that has no bounds
are they drunk
snatching bush berries
red robins
squirrels play
hurry scamper dash!
catch the flea!
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The Gardener
Santa Clara, CA 95051
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