Kyoto Reverses the Flow

A Modern Surreal Poem (originally published on Facebook on Oct 27, 2025)

Lanterns above, oh lanterns!

Let my soul breathe into you.

I reach for you as I would a star.

Please hang my soul upon a branch!

The stars speak of all the sorrow in my heart.

Sweeping away the dirt is simple, but how can one sweep away the dust from the heart?

Thank you for reading. Your thoughts mean a lot to me.

Y.A.