By Rosalie Beith (LLARC)

A California farmers’ market
Sunday morning,
My young daughter for company.
A Fuji apple
Perfectly firm
Red with dappled yellow.
One bite, and I am filled
with the taste of mist
hovering over the mountainside
In the early dawn light.
A Japanese wood-block snow-capped image,
Soul-satisfying sweetness and
The radiance of pure love — 
A flawless dream.

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