Observations On Perception

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In memory of Andreina

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Ricardo F. Morín, April 10, 2026, Oakland Park, Florida

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Bamboo grove, rippling in the wind. Inhaled and exhaled.

I walk through a pillared tunnel of vines, the fronds of a palm tree stirring above.

Curving forms—Karesansui.

An usher passes, seeking its name

I fall through a monument to discard.

As on a chessboard.

I see you. Yonder.

A staircase into the garden.

An abode where I sat beside you, no more.

I am contained by yellow caution tape.

Three benches against a screen of leaves.

Your burial is here with me.

The bonsais you adored.

A pearly smile murmurs in the sky.

My guardian says: watch your step.

Says we have much to do.

And I let them pass.

Bamboo grove, breathing.

Karesansui, yellow tape, three benches—she is gone.

And I let them pass.

Tags: Japanese gardens, Karesansui, mourning, pattern, Perception, Presence, release, Stillness

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