Instantaneously
the
forge
Has reached the Universe!


Magnified precision
has not happened in
zero time
zero
Nilch happenstance.


It took a little longer to observe those
cute neccesities of the primal
cultural dominion -
outbursting as a
practical
point
of
Well being.


Let me compare you to nothing ~ my love ~
cos' nothing is just a word
for an emptiness,
you - joyful
Bart!


Thy
tender
creation
unfolds ceaselessly as
cherry trees are in blossom
Upon rose bushes.


Warm late winds
blow
Petals.


Softly landing
sounds
are shaped
as a divine dance;
a promise of thoughts
And energetic words.

Everything is in motion:
Love, procreation, love.

Lyrics are yearning
when maestro is playing -
Loving the Moon and the Sun the same.


Eloquence of a hawk soaring the castles tower -
is a solid shelter for true trubadours
adorning the masters reign:
angels and daemons,
ladies
and
Grace.


Mylady
consumed a potion
of sweet nothingnesses,
Whispering - more!


The Rinzai
master is
still
sitting
Silently.


Swans are gliding towards the shore....
The Birtch tree trembles.