Monday, June 11, 2018

Longing & Grief, A Paradox


Your heart was my home & you left, stealing my home---I grieve

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Though I am in Kyoto
I long for Kyoto---
Song of the nightbird.
                                        ~Basho

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1 comment:

  1. Hippie dugs. I love the photo of you in happier times. Who could have foreseen the change that was to come. How dark his life became, and how dark he made yours.

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One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul and yet no one ever come to sit by it. Passers-by see only a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on the way. ~Vincent Van Gogh~ Pull up a chair...

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