NO NEED OF A WIDE VISTA
Over early grass dew drops gather
shaft sun's oblique colour arrays
stayed there in red yellow green
and white, a colourful display.
While the sun, ever still
in this early time of day
watches dew drops, me move
as those refracted lights play.
I have no need of a wide vista
here is enough to fill the mind.
My view of dew gathered sparkles
leaves all troubled thoughts behind.
While an oriole without response hounds
this one-sided argument from a distant space,
to his melodious notes I'm mute to respond
If only I had the voice to enter the debate.
9/4/2019
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