OUTSIDE THE WINDW OF GRANDMA'S, THAT TINY RIVER

 

OUTSIDE THE WINDOW OF GRANDMA’S, THAT TINY RIVER

(A poem of natural wisdom)

Remember
in childhood
going to
grandma's


That
clear, see-through
tiny river
winds through
windows, beneath


Day and night
trickling
restlessly
singing and praising
years of lives
 

Under the moonlight
reaching out
little hands

I can
easily
hold her:
 

Dozing in the water
slumberous
moon-flower
 

By Shanlin-Tzu