“In the dim light of the forest’s heart
That is my own heart“. John Pass
Looking back
Long into many memories
Are seeds and tender shoots
Upon my awakening
Looking sidelong
Into many happenings
Are flowers and reaching branches
Upon my flourishing
Looking headlong
Into many eventualities
Are husks and drying leaves
Upon my returning
Looking forward
Long into many possibilities
Are seeds and tender shoots
Upon awakening
MChallis @ 2014
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