Wallfahrtsberg II

  • No People no Shelter no Food no Water


    In no shelter

    Full of high mountain morning sunrise sighs

    A bearded no person washed no other’s hair

    And laid the clothing out to dry

    In the high mountain morning sunrise air.


    In no shelter

    Woken by the great golden hawk of day

    Two no people stretched and slowly rose

    To watch the morning Bird find its way

    One unblinking great golden hawk eye between their toes.


    With sweet no water

    Fallen from the sweet rain no water skies

    A no person prepard the garlic no food fare

    For no others raging appetites

    Than what sweet no water rain had fallen there.


    A no monk

    Singing chanting evening sundown twiligt prayers

    Voiced a high and drifting echo

    Reaching no ears of no two sharing a Mo-Tzu chair,

    “How far will our evening twilight voices go?”


    In no shelter

    Full of high mountain morning sunrise sighs

    A bearded no person washed no others hair

    And laid the clothing out to dry

    In the high mountain morning sunrise air.


    from Cindy for W.

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