I saw a butterfly and then a bamboo water stick crack

Dropped an ancient stone, into the ripples of my mind

A lazy dragonfly drifts slowly through the quiet reads

A gentle searching sigh floats in unheard upon the breeze

It’s a wonder to see a place like this, inside that flow

There might be a better life and then we’d know

Gardens of Kyoto


It seems to be that the rain never stops

Going on till you drop

But the sun will always shine another day

Another way

If we could only just be at peace like this

Inside that flow

We might find a better life and then we’d know

Gardens of Kyoto

© Peter Graham 2013



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