Yesterday I walked through a beautiful Zen garden;
I gazed into a Koi pond and watched as the fish gathered near the bridge that I was standing on, no doubt waiting for food.
I was fixated on their total presence––I watched as they breathed in and out while popping up to the surface with their mouths open.
My arrival must have appeared as a shadow God who distributes nourishment;
Sadly for them, I came empty handed.
But there they wait, and eventually the substance will come.
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