#paddy
Bristling green rice plants,
Make waves reaching the far hills;
Wind’s jugglery spooks!
Sep 28, 2018
Sep 28, 2018 at 12:45 AM UTC
I want you to simplify me with your love. Like the gratitude of paddy field to rain, with which it grew rice.
I want you to simplify me with your love. Like the prayer said by grass for the soil, which gave it life and in turn, enlivens.
I want you to simplify me with your love. Like works of the sun: rising-setting, giving names to morning, noon, eve and night.
Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 7:14 PM UTC
Ripe, golden rice,
Endlessly billowing in wind,
Wafting fresh scent.
Mar 31, 2017
Mar 31, 2017 at 8:40 AM UTC