sit up straight. you'll never meet the buddha with such rounded shoulders.
Wednesday, April 01, 2015
Rabbit rabbit!
"To what purpose, April, do you return again?
Beauty is not enough.
You can no longer quiet me with the redness
Of little leaves opening stickily.
I know what I know."
When I was a child I felt like I was waiting all year for April to come. In my head it was the time for flowers, for long walks and getting caught in the rain...and my birthday!
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When I was a child I felt like I was waiting all year for April to come. In my head it was the time for flowers, for long walks and getting caught in the rain...and my birthday!
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