To sit in their midst
To breathe as they float, to hold
the fallen petals
Is to clear the mind
And heart and body and soul
On every warm breeze
~dkm 249/365
Individuals are Expendable
1 day ago
A journal of outdoor observation, written in response to the simple act of paying close attention for an hour a day to the natural sights and sounds of an ordinary backyard in Decatur, Georgia, or wherever my travels take me, with the intention of recording the single most interesting perception of the hour. The challenge has taught me to expect the unexpected!
2 comments:
Love this haiku and your cherry trees are amazing!
Thanks Peggy, and I'm so sorry we can't be enjoying them with yoga on the deck right now!
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