TO RETURN
We live where we can breathe the light of stars.
Where we watch them dowsed at dawn in the rivers of the world.
This is our power: to dismiss your ravings.
To grow food and share friends,
To chop wood and to watch the flocks.
To vanish, when the time comes,
Into the same song our mothers sang.
—
simonhlilly 
“This is our power…” Stunning!
Many thanks!
Lovely poem and image. I am curious about what the baskets are used for.
The image is from a dragon spring shrine in Nara Prefecture, Japan. I don’t recall seeing them in use, but probably to do with offerings.