marsh


                    “To the mind that is still, the world surrenders.”
                                                         -- Taoist saying

blossoms float on silence--
         
          small white heads rooted
         
          in dark water

in determined tranquility
         
          they listen to the wind
         
          whisper silent words
         
          and questions
         
          they answer
         
          on smooth wet

          water like glass

their open faces grin

          at cirrus clouds

          and dragonflies

          at dawn

                                                                                       tvg, 8/8/01