Eight and a half hours
Completely in the darkness
I slept right through it

A late spring snow storm
covered new flowers in white.
I shrug and put on boots.

Don't get in the way
of the starry-eyed dreamers
They will save the world

I just found Quan Yin
the Queen of the Universe,
eating lunch alone

Morning walkabout
Water running in the pond
Makes a happy sound

I'm a hurricane,
making wind in my hair with
steel blades on hard ice.

Today smells like spring
Ducklings are out for a swim
It all starts again.