Feeling Like Making Sunshine For Myself
I lie down onto the tall grass field.
Sun and the blue sky
grass tops swing against them.
A bird flies across chirping.
A snake crawls across my body.
I have my legs up to the sky to avoid the sunshine.
I split them narrowing my eyes.
No one makes no shadows.
Everything has to be the same as every one's.
There are such many answers that I can't solve and understand right now.
By sensing all those things, I've reached this feeling in the sunshine.
And I am probably reaching the answers.
poem by Wabi Sabi
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