LOTUS POND, LIVING BODY

Like a swan’s neck arched above the surface

this seedpod bathed in sunset

alive as its deeper root

Dragonflies hover in the heart

and descend, foretelling rain

Mushrooms proliferate

in boundless dusk

To the west the sky

lets fall its red curtain

while a final note

primordial as a lizard fish

trembles over water

and ascends,

one soul for nirvana