skipping pebble . . .
the day's colours dissolve
in ripples
autumn dusk . . .
a feather falls through
the skylight
summer noon . . .
the wind wakes up
the cane fields
as though darkness
could absorb sounds . . .
night rain
skipping pebble . . .
the day's colours dissolve
in ripples
autumn dusk . . .
a feather falls through
the skylight
summer noon . . .
the wind wakes up
the cane fields
as though darkness
could absorb sounds . . .
night rain