Unfolding Bud
One is amazed By a water-lily bud Unfolding With each passing day, Taking on a richer color, And new dimensions.
One is not amazed, At first glance, By a poem, Which is as tight-closed as a tiny bud.
Yet one is surprised To see the poem Gradually unfolding, Revealing its rich inner self, As one reads it Again And over again.
--Naoshi Koriyama--
Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle and Other Modern Verse compiled by Dunning, S, Leuders, E. & Smith, H., published by Scholastic Books, 1996.
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