Leaves on Fall
As fall season starts –
Leaves slowly fell from branches
Like past to present.
Bloom
As autumn arrives,
So is the flower that blooms
From Pandora’s box.
Echo
In the mountain’s peak –
There’s silence until it came;
A shout from no-where.
Ocean
In the clear night sky –
An ocean of vivid dots
Touches the darkness.
Sunset
Twilight touch the sky –
Painting clear blue with orange
For the sun to rest.
Haiku is not a shriek, a howl, a sigh, or a yawn; rather, it is the deep breath of life.
Santoka Taneda, Mountain Tasting: Haiku and Journals of Santoka Taneda
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