from mist to spring: a slightly rhythmic interlude



poetic visions through pilgrim passes

little wing and sweet angel melodies

dragonfly dancers

           unfolding green peak stage

footsteps of foregoers

relics of royalty

plum, berry, rice

            mist, moss, spring

yukata faring ladies

cowboy hat charades

sweet and still sleep 

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