This
Will fade
Ev'rything
Will disappear
Like all that you hear,
Like the sound of a bell,
A receding ocean swell,
A story that you once heard tell,
The last remnants of a tree that fell,
Or an old fear that is finally quelled,
Shattered when touched by the omnipresent spell
Cast upon the currents of the rivering world
4 comments:
Something so musical about the etheree when done well like this.
Thanks, Brian, for taking the time to post a comment. And thanks for being so supportive.
Best wishes,
Jim
Jim, I've endorsed your blog at my own this morning and added you to my blogroll.
"Shaping Words" is a treasure trove that "speaks to my condition". I've learned so much from you already. I've even returned to the "Kokinshu", making it a part of my winter reading -- starting with the winter waka, of course; this is Canada, after all. Brian
Thanks, Brian. I will reciprocate soon.
Nice to see you return to the 'Kokinshu'. As you know I have a great fondness for it. I haven't published any commentary lately, but I hope to get back to it early next year.
Stay warm,
Jim
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