Unclothed Essence

http://www.taleofgenji.org/japanese_temples_shrines.html

A Villanelle

Divisions of our wavelengths unaligned,

Like water ripples cutting out repose,

Do beat as wind against the boy’s dear shrine.

With dirty feet and haggard eyes benign

This boy might weep at wanton instant’s prose,

Divisions of our wavelengths unaligned.

The sun declines to stay, the boy supine

As smoothest rocks do skip the water’s nose,

And beat as wind against the boy’s dear shrine.

The horned owl hoots a greeting whine,

Yet boy’s engrossment never does transpose;

Divisions of our wavelengths unaligned

Like koi’s eternal whorl in lilies’ twine,

The deathgrip on his chest to thwart soul’s throes

That beat as wind against this boy’s dear shrine.

Inaudible the whispers self-confined–

The shiv’ring little boy alone opposed

Divisions of their wavelengths unaligned

To break their winds against this boy’s dear shrine.

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