notes from maggie's farm
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|Wild plum blossoms - Wichita
Mountains - Oklahoma - March 2011|
I wake with a long sigh,
My pillow and my matting
Are the lost clouds I was in.
...And this is the way it always is with human joy:
Ten thousand things run forever like water toward the east.
-Shao Yong "Plum Blossom Poem"
There is perhaps nothing more divine
then the scent of wild plum blossom
perfuming the prairie wind
as winter's steady bleakness
reluctantly gives way to spring
rendering one breathless with fortune
As if just woken up from a long winter's nap
Wild Plum Blossoms
Spring in the Wichita Mountains