All the birds have flown up and gone;
A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.
We never tire of looking at each other –
Only the mountain and I.
(Li Po)
(Nagarkot, Nepal; January 2015)
This blue marble
– and yet it spins
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All the birds have flown up and gone;
A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.
We never tire of looking at each other –
Only the mountain and I.
(Li Po)
(Nagarkot, Nepal; January 2015)
