Light fog and the tide ebbing

Pond Song 3.59

We are going nowhere. We are simply mindfully dwelling on being as given. God and the Between 133.

light fog and the tide ebbing__closed in the dusk blue

aster droop over the path__St. John’s bells renew


the week from a distance__spotting the pond’s gray

a cormorant goes under__the gray is more than gray


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