Nostalgic Boat Ride
The winter morning as arrived
Bringing misty chillness alive
The chants are loud in the sky
With bells ringing in the temple side
Mesmerizing are the swish
Of the water flowing beneath
As I lay there so calm
Nothing to hurry no qualm
Hear the children in their bath
Splashing water cutting apart
Ladies up carrying water pot
With wet clothes on their shoulder
The ducks family seems to know
They move on they move on
Slowly the boat moves to shore
Showing time to wake and stow
What a blissful night it was
The full moon cascade bright soothing path
It was a meditative drive
Which I carry in my feelings stacked
To be referred in future packed....SUNKAN
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