Wet Dreams
Where is thunder
with its happy endings?
Patient still white matrix
waits for lightning’s
activate
while treetops tremble
to be touched, titillated
by cascades rolling off
to thirsty feet
muddy promises
soon to be fulfilled.
Tao-Talk
You have reached a quiet bamboo grove, where you will find an eclectic mix of nature, music, writing, and other creative arts. Tao-Talk is curated by a philosophical daoist who has thrown the net away.
Pretty sounds in the words…
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Thank you, Marina!
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Excellent advice. (K)
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:)
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Love that poem Li, and what a great person Rosa was/is.
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Thanks, and yes, she was. She was a force that built up to that moment, like a tidal wave that kept going.
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Yes, amazing ❤️
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