Basho’s Footprint

Seek what’s been sought by the wise in texts of glowing poetry, in deep-
singed blues,
in crypt-hewn runes,
in deepest breath turned inward, surprising miles of memory,
in whispered library words
by monks amok with Muse, in solitary,
in solidarity.
Wander through all time, e-motion, all need for meaning.
Seek where your living leads
expecting not, nor pleading for
rejecting not, nor bleeding for
with eyes, with mind, with hands
unbound
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