Fugushıma
LIFE is simplified
back to the year of
the first white chrysanthemum
there is only earth and
heaven and
man between them
on folded silence
like origami
they understand what happens
things move on
like the lotus
calm, gentle, softly
above the murky water
to the morning sun
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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