109. LA MANTIS MEDITATING ON THE ROAD

Lightning clouds. As the forests will graze the thunder You will leave the clearing to your region. While the thicket will glow With the threadbare of the sky behind your scenes. The intrigued will be those That they pass you through the stars At sunset while the clouds finish a racket And they preach insight and stealth, rustle and owl, Soggy You will have to sister From the tree Draining dioramas of Willow, So the drops will fall on your eyes and their brightness will enlarge The branch, Between them and her the crane will stir your face And looking back between her and them, blurred will lose it.

Meditating emptied from gon to creation, A jump Will be with you Over the mountains In danger of falling into the valley The Mantis will scare the Monkey away.