Zen Labyrinth
What if Zen gardens
Were mazes to trap the mind
In a song of stones
~ Henry Beissel
sand ripples fan out
as echoes of mindfulness
'mid designer rocks
concrete forms take shape
then erode into sandy
illuminant mounds
mica flakes glisten
gleam, glimmer in ghostliness
shimmer in the wind
nature without plants
only sand and rock rest here
haven for my thoughts
BIO
Adrienne Stevenson lives in Ottawa, Canada. A retired forensic scientist, she writes poetry and prose. Her work has appeared in over fifty print and online journals and anthologies in Canada, USA, UK, Europe, Australia. When not writing, Adrienne tends a large garden, reads voraciously, and procrastinates playing several musical instruments.
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