Once Upon a Time: Stories & Poems of the Dharma
Spring 2013 Vol. 29 #2
Spring 2013 Vol. 29 #2
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These gray fields under moonlight.
The needles wave, the thick trunks
keep quiet.
Three deer watch us
as if we are their dream.
We hear an owl, maybe.
Cold-faced, we try to imitate,
puckering and testing pitches.
The giant gray space of the sky
fits my face exactly.
We are like color, we say.
Different in different light
and sometimes not here at all.
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