A Prayer To Seshat
Inscribe upon those scrolls, your stylus dipped in deathless ink, the ‘glyphs I’ve gathered swiftly for to fend off time!
Inscribe upon those scrolls, your stylus dipped in deathless ink, the ‘glyphs I’ve gathered swiftly for to fend off time!
The view of rain that leaps the cloud-wisp walls ‘n wings its way unto the earth – I spread my thumb ‘n finger for to raise katsurakawa to a focal point.
Your essence, earnestly put forth unto impermanence to weather storms of whetherwhims.
The dog-violet blends its colour in amongst the scattered sky, as light coursecrashes through the canopy…
“More to see! The child who eats the twisting treat; the gull who rides the unseen surf.”