L'aura del Campo

Fragments [179.2]

Fragments

at cloudy dawn
the lion still sleeps
one eye open

[179.2a]

Behind grey clouds
the hidden sun works
on spring

[179.2b]

Do not ask permission
to do the right thing
for yourself

For others —
always ask first

[179.2c]

On the tongue
a taste of cinnamon
no sight, no sound

[179.2d]