January 22, 2013 by chrisbkm
Flowers of light bloom
on a glass ball.
Posted in Life, Poetry | Tagged evening, haiku, meditation, writing, Zen | 3 Comments
we must be still so we can see and hear.. lovely words BKM
No wonder you are a true painter, Chris! What a simple yet artful picture you have painted here with your words — and magical too!
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