Kaleidoscope
The Autumn leaves flutter
like prayers in a Tibetan wheel
and I am a monk, sitting among them in a carmine robe
tracing your thoughts with my fingers.
{ 2008 09 26 }
notes from my window-corners
{ 2008 09 26 }
Kaleidoscope
The Autumn leaves flutter
like prayers in a Tibetan wheel
and I am a monk, sitting among them in a carmine robe
tracing your thoughts with my fingers.
gary mc | 26-Sep-08 at 9:25 am | Permalink
Yay!! More!! More!!
Tim | 26-Sep-08 at 10:30 am | Permalink
Nice picture and poem. Although, I do sort of miss the word prayer, even if it didn’t make sense.
Lindsay | 27-Sep-08 at 11:08 am | Permalink
Love it.
rachel | 27-Sep-08 at 8:55 pm | Permalink
I could never decide if the robe should be saffron or carmine. I’m not sure I made the right call.
Sarah | 30-Sep-08 at 1:47 pm | Permalink
Of course you made the right call!