A day in the Chinese countryside with some friends….very beautiful and mindful.

That spring feeling and trudge around,
still hunts me after all these years.
I found myself in the flowers
wishing you were here,
enjoying the cool of the evening
….. one more time.

And the thickets are for the small moments, and the first visiting Chinese
beautiful rosefinch
….. the scent is already in the air.

From those endless dry winters,
and the final parting.
A little wild cherry tree,
and the deep smell of rose blossom
….. pushes back the sadness.

And as the bush warbler sings,
I remember those days…. worn out with love and sensuous kisses
All site lost of the throbbing pain and
swollen cheeks… soon to come.