Charles Belbin
Coming back down…coming back down, sun flashes through branches thick old tree past the tree god shrine mottled light on the steps leaves moving, gentle wind smiles of the temple folk linger down along the trail green leaves, old tree trunks worn steps, homage sticks set in a rock crevice craning the neck to look back up wanting to linger, steps slow a gibbon padding along behind
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