There is much yet to do
Ah, but the trees!
5/8/2021 – a haiku
Though it’s often slow
To build a strong foundation
Is to build quite well
5/7/2021 – an open heart
Give not your words
But your ears
Give not your body
But an open heart
5/6/2021 – a haiku
When the rain patters
You’ll find me in my armchair
With a book in hand
The lily, continued
When summer winds blow hot and dry,
What does the lily feel?
When autumn leaves come from the sky,
Do they make for its meal?
And when the snow again does fall,
Does the lily despair?
Or does it know, despite it all
Next spring ’twill ‘gain be fair?
The lily
Whatever does the lily say
When frozen ‘neath the snow?
What does it feel when bright of day
Coaxes it from below?
Whatever can it think of when
Its leaves begin to spread?
And when its petals open, then
What thinks it of its bed?
5/3/2021 – how strange
“What ho!” quoth the wind
As it swirled to and fro
And spun all about
Bringing fresh and foreign air
How strange, I thought.
5/1/2021 – a haiku
And when I do dream
I dream of distant places
And live other lives
4/30/2021 – meaning
Meaning is often sought in things outside
Looked for
Pined after
Wanted beyond wanting
Could it not be
Created?
4/29/2021 – inside
What truths does the sky whisper
As I hide behind my walls?
