impressions...
Posted on Jun 3rd, 2007
by
basho
we have just gotten back from a couple of days wandering the mountains in the
south of switzerland. the experience of which seems to have caused some
tectonic shifts of mind.
it is time to take a sabbatical from this place in space.
i have enjoyed trading thought with all of you.
and i wish you all...
the best-
basho
--Impressions--
......
the mountain stands.
river swirling,
shades of blue.
play at its feet.
the mountain stands,
covered in green.
falling leaves
dance the space between.
the mountain stands,
as silence deep.
the sound of which
mind cannot keep.
the mountain stands.
thought splits aseam.
an arcing sun
marks space serene.
......
sound of thunder
sky of blue
cloud of granite dust
hiding stone hewn anew
men shaping mountains
mountains shaping men
each the epitaph of the other.
........
the museum stately and tall
nestled in a mountain wall.
stone, wood, glass
squared edges, all.
conveniently arranged
to display the dead.
......
steeples of stone
piercing the sky.
ancient bronze bells
tolling the hour.
faded frescoes
depicting gods long dead.
surrounded by graveyards
with flowers bedecked.
monuments all.
......
honey bees pausing
in their labor
to sip cold water
in the town fountain
pay no mind
to tired feet
soaking beside them.
......
a mountain pool
surrounded by poppies
tadpoles at depth
sunning and gliding
a loose stone carelessly kicked
tadpoles at depth
swimming and hiding
......
hands in gestures - describing,
eyes in contact - abiding,
smiles and laughter - deciding,
italian and german - combining.
south of switzerland. the experience of which seems to have caused some
tectonic shifts of mind.
it is time to take a sabbatical from this place in space.
i have enjoyed trading thought with all of you.
and i wish you all...
the best-
basho
--Impressions--
......
the mountain stands.
river swirling,
shades of blue.
play at its feet.
the mountain stands,
covered in green.
falling leaves
dance the space between.
the mountain stands,
as silence deep.
the sound of which
mind cannot keep.
the mountain stands.
thought splits aseam.
an arcing sun
marks space serene.
......
sound of thunder
sky of blue
cloud of granite dust
hiding stone hewn anew
men shaping mountains
mountains shaping men
each the epitaph of the other.
........
the museum stately and tall
nestled in a mountain wall.
stone, wood, glass
squared edges, all.
conveniently arranged
to display the dead.
......
steeples of stone
piercing the sky.
ancient bronze bells
tolling the hour.
faded frescoes
depicting gods long dead.
surrounded by graveyards
with flowers bedecked.
monuments all.
......
honey bees pausing
in their labor
to sip cold water
in the town fountain
pay no mind
to tired feet
soaking beside them.
......
a mountain pool
surrounded by poppies
tadpoles at depth
sunning and gliding
a loose stone carelessly kicked
tadpoles at depth
swimming and hiding
......
hands in gestures - describing,
eyes in contact - abiding,
smiles and laughter - deciding,
italian and german - combining.

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Will we not be hearing from you? (frown inserted)
Namaste my friend, please make it only a sabbatical and not a departure. You will be missed.