a moment of stillness
in between breaths
before the thought arises
a delicate balance
between thought
and no-thought
a brief awakening
on dragonfly wings
Sheets of rain dash across the surface of the pond, driven by bursts of wind. Streamlets of mud snake their way downhill, bleeding into the water, great brown blotches spreading out across the grayish-green reflection from the sky.
| M | T | W | T | F | S | S |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
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| 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 |
| 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 |
| 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 |
| 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 |
| 30 | 31 | |||||

I've decided to give this a try again. For questions about the use of my images or posts, please email me at: maidinsun@gmail.com
Thank you.
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