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Monk2 years ago in Scraps
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Sleeping Lion2 years ago in Wild
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IamTheWay2 years ago in Fantasy
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LanternsLanterns4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lanterns
I walk under the cold night sky.
It is so adorned by lanterns that I don't need any help to find my way.Even the full moon seems faint compared to the light coming from the millions of khom fai filling the air.
My own lantern is held, flaccid, close to my chest against the November air. I reach my destination, a bench, in the middle of this park.
I hold out my lantern and light the candle that rests inside. And wait for the space around the candle to fill with hot air.
As I do I look around me and see at least twenty other people launching khom fai of their own. I hope that this lantern will rid me of my troubles as the
Monk Stock and Reference2 years ago in People
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Tudo the Dragon Master 5 years ago in Paintings
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Old4 years ago in Other
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MemmoryThis is my storyMemmory4 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
it is a dark one
put out your hand
and I will try to guide you
I see by the light of faith
and memory, foregoing the use
of my eyes in a place
where they do no good
The darkness is deep
and the shadows are heavy,
where they fall on you
there they remain, remembered,
to weigh you down
Have they eyes?4 years ago in Landscapes & Scenery
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Weapon4 years ago in Fantasy
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Hart4 years ago in Animals
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I am The WayI amI am The Way4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
endless
The Way
I am
all things
on The Way
Rose GardenRose Garden4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My mothers mothers mother
planted in her garden
filled with the finest roses
ever seen, the most beautiful
flowers on gods earth growing
in the brownest of dirt
And from this wealthy dirt
she raised like a mother
a thing there growing
a thing so beautiful
like in no other garden
were her beautiful roses
she grew her roses
to feel as if from dirt
to a person as beautiful
as only a true mother
in her children's garden
like them she is growing
so not alone in growing
flourishing like roses
dreams in a garden,
of sweat and dirt,
of being a mother
of the things beautiful
as she beautiful
and old was growing
she became her
Sta.sh
