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I glance up
the clouds have changed
configurations
while I read of love
and inconsistent moods.

Losing its name
a river
enters the sea

(Photo courtesy: Axel Leonhardt)

One call invites
One hundred comrades;
One smile beckons
Ten thousand admirers.
– Zen Poem by Dogen

In my new clothing
I feel so different, I must
look like someone else
– Basho