spring mist
through white pines
the monk
walks further & further
into their silence
Pamela A. Babusci
3/1/09
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8 comments:
what I meant to write was. Beautiful! But I do think 'monks' and 'walk' sounds better than 'monk' and 'walks'.
Just terrific, Pamela!
david, a single monk is what i want to convey; the sabi of his aloneness
through the misty pines
his thoughts, his prayers, his single journey. one man, one path.
thanks! pamela
nora, many thanks! pamela
Ah yes! The fullness of solitude. Beautifully captured Pamela.
lovely piece.
Beautiful Pamela. PLS REMEMBER TO ADD NAME TO LABELS) Only this way can I call up all your poems together to read them.
I know but..........I want this perfect. 'the' not 'their' perhaps or 'into silence'. I'll shut up now.
D
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