invisible unknown muse
I feel your presence
as I write today
and yesterday too
a gift
I wonder at this mystery
a glance
a gust of wind
mysterious known yet unknown
strange silent guest
your arrival greets the winter
I sense you absorb the cold
then the green sensha tea
and rice cakes
at 4:OO pm
I seem to be
sharing the afternoon
tea with a special friend
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