Drinking Japanese tea in Taiwan

/ Rugby Lion

An open summer,
sunshine of laughter.
The sound of pipa
flowing around Cijin Island.
Made deep, by the
stars in place.
Framed by people
at their height.
A magpie song,
down to the bones.

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