Unkai: Sea of Fog

this morning, unkai – the sea of fog – unrolls train valley Oe-san and browning peaks around all swim in mist slow down feather grey engine sighing smoke kisses mist sun weaves thin air banners between lowering waves of cloud it begins above train arrival chimes one note falling far from clear song one silver…

Little Autumnal Verse (for RM)

Just for fun, here’s a verse that came to me this morning, inspired by a Twitter pal’s lament over the sadness of rain in October. It reminded me of my dad, passing on the Anishinabe view that Winter is simply when our Mother rests. This resonates with views I’ve learned from various Earth-based spiritual systems,…