I found myself
suddenly happy.
As simple as the
fireflies at night.
Everything was
elagant beyond words.
A spring breeze
in the darkest of days.
Zen Life Poem #19
I found myself
suddenly happy.
As simple as the
fireflies at night.
Everything was
elagant beyond words.
A spring breeze
in the darkest of days.
A Wandering Poet 