in time

she enters the forest
and moves not the grass
emersed in the water
no waves does she cast

there’s nothing can equal
her fathomless depths
everything is peaceful
when her mind is at rest

from moment to moment
the future’s not come
think not of the past
there’s nothing to be done

spring comes with its flowers
autumn with the moon
summer with breezes
winter sings its tune

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