warm westerly winds -
just ten days
before Christmas
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It's August and i present to you
Pan In Yuh Rookuntungkung
*Happy month of August*
sun or rain pan music
rivals the beauty of
flowers any day
*© gill...
1 hour ago
3 comments:
Yes, a zen haïku.
Enjoy 'em while you've got 'em.
Thanks Marcel and Bill:
From Hiawatha-story:
And the West-Wind came at evening,
Walking lightly o'er the prairie,
Whispering to the leaves and blossoms,
Bending low the flowers and grasses,
Found the beautiful Wenonah,
Lying there among the lilies,
Wooed her with his words of sweetness,
Wooed her with his soft caresses,
Till she bore a son in sorrow,
Bore a son of love and sorrow.
Thus was born my Hiawatha,
Thus was born the child of wonder;
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