
Summer heat.
Rivers almost dry.
Ice cream melting.
Flowers fading.
Temples full of sutras.
A baby’s laughter.
Coffee shops
opening and closing.
A poet wandering alone.
Everything just as it is.
A thousand parts
of your mind.
Can you see?

Summer heat.
Rivers almost dry.
Ice cream melting.
Flowers fading.
Temples full of sutras.
A baby’s laughter.
Coffee shops
opening and closing.
A poet wandering alone.
Everything just as it is.
A thousand parts
of your mind.
Can you see?