Waking todayjust before winterwhen I try to name the color of grasses,how I feel their beauty,there is no word. Rounding the Human Corners (2008)
If,when you are there, you see womenwading on the waterand clouds in the valley,the smell of rain,or a lotus blossom rises out of round green leaves,remember there is always somethingbesides our own misery. Rounding the Human Corners (2008)