Haiku # 744

He is a poor witness
he who sees beauty
only with his eyes

Who am I?
Just a wanderer taking
the long way home…

With the eyes of a poet
I will spend my life
looking at the world

L’éternité est là, elle a le goût de tes lèvres.

You don’t know what love is until it breaks your heart.

ضوءُ القمر، غذاءٌ للروح.