Tree branches sprinkled with
transparent green dew drops.
A magnolia tree hung with
little plump clouds.
One bird approaching
drawing a soft curve.
Deeply and quietly.
A gentle breeze
is coming in and out,
A gentle breeze
is coming in and out,
in and out
through the nose.
The clear sound
coming from somewhere.
It is resonating
from tree to tree,
from air to air.
Deeply and quietly.
Stop doing and try to close the eyes.
Be
silence.
Take a rest.
There are
all the answers,
all the treasures
in it.
