Monday
Mar162009
Eight
|Eight mirrors, eight letters, eight whispers, eight sensations.
Eight breaths, eight emptiness, eight certainties, eight ambiguities, eight naked dancing birds,
eight laughing fools, eight hungry ideas, eight reflections,
eight musical notes, eight encounters, eight degrees.
Eight bells, eight echoes.
Trees burn facts and opinions in spring.
A blind dancer and a deaf dancer compliment each other.
Metta.