Zen garden

There was nothing
else to personally seek
as bamboo did swim,
and stones became islands
to the eastern wind,

that hadn’t been left
there in blanket moss,
inside gravel water circles,
eons and moments ago.

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One thought on “Zen garden

  1. nectarfizz says:

    I love how zen and peaceful this poem is.

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