Image via Wikipediathe sun reflects beneath
scattered cirrus clouds.
fingers of pink and grey light
radiate like a spoke
from the source.
early mornings are a wonder
before the world has awaken.
quiet and still,
peaceful and alive.
the radiance penetrates the soul
and moves me towards a door.
calm and serene
no movement
besides the breath
within this space
the universe unfolds
its mystery.
January 2, 1998
Haean Sŏnwŏn
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