an ancient wind
stirs on tired branches
cooling tears in new eyes
***
gust of wind
reaches for the wild jasmine
at the same time
an ancient wind
stirs on tired branches
cooling tears in new eyes
***
gust of wind
reaches for the wild jasmine
at the same time
Beautiful.
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Thanks Marian…congrats on your book!
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They both have a very visceral feel, thank you! K.
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Thank you Karin
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I like the contrast between the ancient and the new.
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Thank you Kerry!
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Ancient winds making a bid. Must be a pretty windy place apparently.
Hank
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I’m intrigued by “new” eyes and am delighted that the wind reaches for wild jasmine and stirs up the memory of that scent.
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Thanks Colleen…
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There is something special of an ancient wind… contrasted with the new tears it’s a very special image.
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Thanks Bjorn.
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Smelling the jasmine as the wind kisses my face…
Your worlds have conjured up such wonderful moments.
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Thanks so much Magaly 🙂
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The tenderness that nature can inspire is felt in this!
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Thank you 🙂
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This is a very beautiful set of haiku …
the wind
carries the jasmine perfume
into this winter day
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Thank you.. The Katsumi flowers and the ancient fern stone were fabulous images painted by Basho… 🙂
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Wonderful!
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Thanks so much Cindy!
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