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My daily tanka
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Tanka Poems the path up the hill
we discuss about the world
the path down
we keep quiet knowing
we have to come down to the world
this stone ring
that carries the virgin mary image
i have worn everyday
for luck, the failures
i blame on myself
after this dream
the fear of the new year
the belief that fire
signals disaster
i pray for spiritual light to guide me on
whiteout
a blank in my mind
this illusionary world
the god i am still seeking
to answer all my questions
thousand of years
to learn that we are
sun orbiters that the sun
itself revolves
our own selves revolve around somebody
past the halfway mark
late grandma's smile
flash back
her tea she insisted me
me finish for "all your goodness".
