Last night I dreamt my bed
was a mouse’s bed.
This morning a hawk passed overhead,
circling once.
A coincidence?
Image: Katsushika Hokusai, A Hawk (1849)
Last night I dreamt my bed
was a mouse’s bed.
This morning a hawk passed overhead,
circling once.
A coincidence?
Image: Katsushika Hokusai, A Hawk (1849)