APPARITION

Sometime during the last 

snowstorm I thought I

saw a jackal 

 lurking through the 

 white  expanse

of the meadow; 

nothing more than a  glimpse

as he(?) passed 

through the  swirling  snow 

before  disappearing 

AROUND  the stones marking

the cenotaph. Ghostly apparitions

have  appeared  here before,

but this  ONE  had  a  chilling, 

foreboding  nature.

  

A sense of dread numbing defeat

arose, hasn't ceased, haunts me. 

I saw the tracks.

No Self

 Les Quatre Vents / La Malbaie / Quebec

The geese do not 

wish to leave 

their reflection behind;

The water has no 

mind to retain 

their image.

          

   ---Zenrin Kushu