148

the snowflake
comes down to
the ground
hypnotizing
the fleeting morning

147

as the sun touched
the face of Fuji
undeniable truth
from the heart of the heart
has emerged

146

sounds from
the full
righteous lips
pierced the tip of
the disfigured ears

145

Lotus petal
falls
without a ripple
in the swamp
of memories

144

with the sealed lips
a little girl
tastes
the heaviness
of morning coffee

143

over the cup of
cold tea
chocolate covered berries
taste
insincere

142

at the daybreak
words are lost
in the sigh
waiting for the light
to fill their book