Category Archives: Haiku – Spring

Spring rain falls lightly,

The young pine brushes my head

- everyday magic.

This year I see flowers

that I never saw before -

Oh! Surprising world!

We walk together

listening to the morning birds.

No need for words now.

Thought is relinquished

at the great well of wisdom.

Blossoms fall, fruit grows.

Sunlight through soft leaves

song-tapping her umbrella.

Spring tempests  at rest.

A pale golden lock,

like a sliver of spring moon

- treasured forever

His last supper sits,

uneaten, growing decay .

Outside – cherry drifts.

I built a new world

just to be near you again.

Foolish Narcissus!

Bound without knowing

Connected without seeing

- me and the wild grass

I scold myself for

walking under cherry flowers

with what might have been