The root does not sway

The end of an afternoon hill.

Wind, rain, trees and light

.

.

.

It doesn’t sway.

The tree with healthy roots.

Everything

is a little thing.

No anger.

Our gentle, clear, calm,

courteous mind.

It doesn’t sway
 in any situation.

Sincerely

Cool wind, radiant light,

a wave of fresh green full of life

brought by the all night rain.

Just standing there,

I stay still

taking care

of the sound of mind

with my whole heart,

smiling.

Not seeking anything

The scent of summer grass.

Moist air.

A white shirt

shining in bright sunshine.

Twinkling leaves.

          Beautiful  .  .  .