Friday, July 6, 2012

Cloud #17/2012

Old cloud-topped pines
rustle in clear waves of wind;
Above twisting, turning brook,
a solitary hut.
Spring doesn't heed
a bamboo gate shut tight;
Wildly singing mountain birds
stamp on the flower stems.

- Sanyi Mingyu (1599-1665) 

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Photos by S.K.G.