The saffron-leafed Sango Kaku
enrobed in November foliage
bestows autumnal Buddhist blessings
upon the land.
How precious its’ gift.
Are we humble enough to receive it?
The saffron-leafed Sango Kaku
enrobed in November foliage
bestows autumnal Buddhist blessings
upon the land.
How precious its’ gift.
Are we humble enough to receive it?
I watch the flight of a flock of pigeons from my window this morning. As I sip my cappuccino and write in my journal, I know they are my spirit guides. What do these scavengers of the city teach me?