Reunion
With an exchanged greeting we recognize each other by a smile and white robes fluttering, I am rewarded with the sight of your smiling eyes. Traversing life and death more than once under the veil of wind and rain on eight hundred endless roads
Hearing of turmoil blowing across the land
A gentle breeze caresses my fingertips.There’s no need to yearn for a reunion
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