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Sunday, October 01, 2006

Beginning

Birds sing. Bamboo sways.
Cows sit in shade. Grass lies down
in an untouched grove.

I sit cross-legged.
Light eases between the leaves.
Harmony is here.
Posted by The Great Chalk Elk at 11:57 AM

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