silence and ink

my exceedingly simple sumi-e, made using zen brush, and free form haiku.

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in warm, dark pines new voices croak an old song

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burying a friend the wind will thrash so loudly when the leaves return

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the cold forgotten, pink apricot blossoms float towards heaven

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atop bare branches a cardinal sways with the midday moon

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bold crawfish overturned by the fast stream come, grab this stick!

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street lamps floating in the dark— shall i follow?

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raindrop moments, rushing through the open sky— bursting as they land... there is such beauty, and yet such pain, in this world; samsara in nirvana. the sun burns... it cannot burn forever. i breathe... letting go of ego and illusion— a newborn sees nirvana is here. it always has been and always will be. rain sparks the earth, though the storm has passed away— the noble tree grows ah, raindrop moments... though we will all pass away— nirvana grows.

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sleepy roses, heavy with evening rain— you've come, so late

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passing like a dream the snow covers so wholly yet melts, melts away...