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Day: August 8, 2016

August 8, 2016

NARA

The clouds shimmer
in echo of the peel
of the great temple bell.
Hearing the chorus of monks,
a small red maple
sheds a leaf.
It is the butterfly
whose wings gavotte
to the inkin bell
which causes waves
to lap the shore
of a distant sea.

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