‘The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of flowers.’ Matsuo Basho
into the sodden
of a deep druidic wood,
and tangle wild.
All at once,
the path Is broken
by a sunny glade
scattered with spikes
of new nettle growth
and, ringing through the leafy light,
fronds of brash bluebells
resound with joy in their tree temple.
Kim M. Russell, 18th April 2019
Today Susie offers us a quote from Matsuo Basho and photos as inspiration.