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A new day a new haiku
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A giant mirror A web of sun catching grass Fire brings light brings life
Rising smoke columns Signal warmth and hearth and home A dubious guide
Living in a tent Is easy to imagine When the sun is out
As the clouds come down Over wildflower meadows The fire keeps us dry
These days never end We will relive them again A recurring dream
We toil to make fire While above the sky ignites As in mockery
In clouds of wood smoke Under canvas, under stars I am home again
Canvas shadows say It’s gonna be a good day Come whatever may
A small simple home Closer to the green garden Comfortable creatures
Canvas canopies Dividing us from starlight Shelter us from dew
Good morning meadow The dew is wet, the sun shines Let’s make hay today
The hushed wind twisting Through the vast empty stillness Sad cicadas sing