Sunday, February 1, 2009

Haiku



Need friends ever speak?



There's tea to taste, and windsong



From the garden trees.





Old pond...
A frog leaps in
Water's sound.
My Love
Far Away
Brighting Dark Days

Our lives
Broken Apart
By False Assumptions


We wander into darkness
Guided out
By God.
In this moment I
Can only think of my lover
Waiting patiently

Am I really here
You Speak words I long to hear
Together are we?


Everything was lost
Now it is forever found
The Phoenix Rises


Wings stretch out
From shackled chains
Ready to fly...

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