Some little while ago, I realized that I had passed my anniversary at Treeleaf without a thought. This morning, rising from the cushion, these lines came to me. I offer them to all of you.
Mouse in the wall
Cat at the door
Clouds and sun dancing
In fine white plaster
Deep bows,
Tōsei
Mouse in the wall
Cat at the door
Clouds and sun dancing
In fine white plaster
Deep bows,
Tōsei
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