HOW WOULD YOU LIKE

How would you like

to open the door

of the place where you live

and step outside

and see the full moon

setting?

 

And how would you like

to watch it for awhile

and then turn around

and look to the east

to see it has just turned pink

behind your back?

 

And how would you like to be there

when the sky announced

the beginning  of another day

in  this way?

 

Well, I was there

and unprepared

for my ecstasy

when  all this happened.

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