Old Stone Lantern

By on Jul 7, 2016 in Poetry | 1 comment

Old stone lantern
In the star jasmine
fills my eyes with thoughts of Asia
Morning flocks chirp and flutter
through this garden
They create a sad beauty –
This lantern. These birds.
A play between was and is
that holds my heart fast
and forces it inside
to see out to what is – now
The only moment I am.

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