Summer rain.
Fallen coinlike leaves.
All that glitters
Pure gold
Rain is falling.
Silver-plated drops.
Nothing appears
Without causes.
In the forest clearing
Light pours on my face
Flows down my throat.
Crickets sing of causes and conditions.
Light of the sun.
Golden tapestry.
The Way is auspicious.
I weave my destiny.
A frog!
Going about his day!
Creating magic!
I blow him a kiss.
How did I get here?
Why am I so happy?
I march through the forest and swing my arms.
The present shows the past.
Yellow toadstools.
Fairy rings.
I touch one withq uivering finger.
Poof!
Present moment gone!
More to come...
