1397
Henro Series
the way of the lazy pilgrim
preambulation
I dream the rain
have lived an edge of it
and wake towards the way
if not we
then who will weep for the trees?
so set off with socks sufficient
escargot pace
with the day on my back
unshepherded
from the great city, go
from the script
from all the ancient known
just me and the trail and the book I make
I go far and long ago
so you’ll be with me now
Day One
sound of the town starting off
next words come
and wheels - the world
and here’s the wished for sun
Bando – Ryoozenji
piano, sports whistle, the playground
looking for signs to follow
a forest in every front yard
every branch and each leaf tamed
come along Kuukai, keep up
almost at the point of beginning
rice now rising
on the pilgrim superhighway
believing a way out of this world
shall I take the steps unnecessary?
or stick with the main track?
beginning
feel an almost duty to dawdle –
my little revolt against far
suddenly no one
a solar farm, cycads
now’s too much sun
a cloud for my shade
and thanks - no rain
I’m here to find the rules to break
without believing any nonsense
one might still be kind
this kind of thing has to start with oneself
Day One and already cheating
I begin as I mean to go on
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