From Experience“… The snow of blossoming cherry trees,
Far-stretching shadows, numberless,
Pure white of wood anemones,
All signify a blessedness.At night, the badger from his den,
Clad in reverend black and white,
Sniffs the warm night air, and then
Roams free – a rare and wondrous sight…”
Next: Unchanging truths: parting“…. Branches spread as they’re competing,
Each against other, for the light,
While the birds’ relentless tweeting
Warns their rivals to take flight…A tiny velvet vole lies dead,
Victim of the badger’s greed;
Tooth marks on his helpless head
Show how all kill for what they need.”