I have become waterfall,
Flowing over edge,
Man at work in darkened room,
Cloud dispersing raindrops,
...
One day I will forget her,
In my head for many a long year,
Just when I have a bright idea,
Of how to get out of here.
...
The gentle voice,
The mother's choice,
The garden of healing,
The better feeling.
...
Intertwined and divine,
The roots grow,
Supporting each other,
Through each tide.
...
A flutterby went by,
Its wings stretched to eternity,
It settled on a buddhlia,
And I listened not to a scream,
...
Leave the leaves,
And come and look at this.
A frond of a friend,
Beware of the exploding gorse,
...
Patterned Mosaic,
Saying of Sages,
Leaves in Auditorium,
Numbers and Noises,
...
A Hint of light,
dreams fleeing,
porridge stirring,
work unkeenley beckons.
...
I was lying on my bed,
Watching a tiny spider,
Spin and fall and climb,
On a silken thread,
...