Prayer flags, 2015
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Hearing the cuckoo,
even in Kyoto
I long for Kyoto.
~Basho
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These ten words flay me down to my very bones every single time I've ever read them. I sit...a shell, broken open, bleeding, sad, weeping, aching, burning, longing...for...????? If you've ever thought that you needed an abundance of words to say something, then come back and consider these ten words.
They mortally wound, then heal, equally. How is that possible?
xo,
Marion, shattered---yet
If you've never seen photos of Kyoto, then search online. It's a wonder...a feast for the eyes and spirit---
