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A new day a new haiku
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?
To be a mirror
Or just a dim reflection
Would be so easy
My tired eyes squint
Grey moths dance in my stomach
Evening chills my face
With time and pressure
You can move a whole mountain
If you don’t give up
Branching boughs above
Break the sky into a maze
Living labyrinth
Yet a dead flower
Can leave a trace of beauty
So what will we leave?
Each flower has its day
Every day comes to an end
We will rise again
The first signs of spring
Recall from memories depths
All that winter stole
Savour these moments
Pass them on, they will survive
Sap rising again
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