Lotus Flower,
the only existing in Haad Yuan
(Thanks S.)

When one is united to the core of another, to speak
of that
is to breathe the name Hu, empty of self and filled
with love. As the saying goes, The pot drips what is in it.
The saffron spice of connecting, laughter.
The onion smell of separation, crying.
Others have many things and people they love.
This is not the way of Friend and friend.


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