near Lan Su Garden
may you wake to a lake
of silk, a pond of lotuses
beyond that wall may the best
of your dreams stream
into wakefulness, carp
shifting among lotus roots
may night terrors settle low
and release you may you wake
to an air sheer with mist so the light
gets through to find you
may passersby shed the
skin of disdain while
the sidewalk holds your sleep
and infinity is framed
in the garden may passersby
greet you or may they peacefully
ignore you, carp shifting
among lotus roots decades young
growing their ancient future
yes may you be steadied
by lotus roots churning in waters
clear enough may light
get through to find you