haiku 2
Apr 25, 2020
silence is golden
words so often miss the point
breeze cools my warm skin
sweet children smiling
beneath the willow branches
drone strike ends their lives
industrial man
he whose ego does rule him
one love must rise up
inseparable
pleasure and pain are lovers
rain brings nourishment
hatred does destroy
war does not lead us to peace
rays of sunlight heal
wildness consumes us
we live and die on this day
touched by life’s glory
the fountain of youth
exists in the heart and mind
the body grows old
