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A new day a new haiku
Don’t think about it
You’ll end up lost in the woods
Childlike acceptance
Bleeding sap runs clear
My sorrow outweighs your pain
Falling to the ground
Float up and away
Riding gently on thermals
In the deep blue sky
Nothing I create
Will last for a hundred years
Unlike this canal
Empty jaws await
Twist and turn you into lunch
Swallow you up whole
There is great power
In ceaseless repetition
And perseverance
Sap rising sweetly
Purple buds growing quickly
Bark shining brightly
Carry me downstream
In the clear evening shadows
Where do the days go?
On this blank canvas
Mix light with water and air
And out springs new life
Last year’s faded weeds
Stumble and slip in decay
Above a coiled spring
If I watch these trees
The birds sing a different tune
I am the forest
With just our bare hands
Life arises from the dirt
Spring is on the way
Be in every step
It’s not where you are going
It’s how you get there
Breathe, settle, slow down
There is nowhere else to go
You’re already home
With every layer
Is the earth getting bigger?
No, it is shrinking
Squeezing inside trees
Scramble through thorny brambles
Edge around the hedge
What would a bird sing
If it had to sing alone?
Only the trees know
Shine in the twilight
Through the mists of doubt and fear
Make me who I am
Each haiku I write
Is a song that’s unfinished
But the best survive
Green caterpillars
Swinging from pillar to post
Reigning scatter kings
Look into my eye
See the rings of years inside
Where the dragons hide
All we really want
Is to find a connection
It’s easy to say
We could have taken
So many roads. In the end
There is only one
With all this new growth
Is the Earth getting bigger?
Where does it come from?
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