For his morning tea
A monk sits down in utter silence,
Confronted by chrysanthemums.
Basho
Photo: Buddhist temple, Nanjing
".....We should be careful of each other, we should be kind, while there is still time." Philip Larkin
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Confronted by Chrysanthemums
For his morning tea
A monk sits down in utter silence,
Confronted by chrysanthemums.
Basho
Photo: Buddhist temple, Nanjing
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