Window On Willow

or bamboo

or ear on flute

or nose on cherry blossoms.

Window as in opening.

Willow as is in dancing

in the wind by lake.

 

Window on bamboo

in rain.

Drops tumbling

down window

like cut crystal

glazed by the sun

mirroring greens.

 

Ear as in listening.

Flute as is in song

of the reed from bamboo.

 

Nose as in tasting the smell—

falling gracefully

pink snow petals

far away like in a dream.

 

Window on willow.

Longing for bamboo—

I am not all here

or there,

but somewhere

across lines

in between.

©Roseroberta