Clouds and wind…
immersed in the breath
of this great earth
I often feel that the winds and clouds are the breath of the earth, that we are all engulfed in a single breath, sustaining us, keeping us alive, shrouding us in its great, endless mystery.
Tag: clouds
A Long Held Promise
From a distance
I watch the crows land
on the top of the trees,
the sky, behind them,
taking on a clear blue light
as morning rises
full of softness and dew,
over the sea a bank
of autumn clouds is moving
bringing with it a long held promise,
my soul, watching, fills with stillness,
and a prayer begins again
in the silence of my heart.
Haiku # 701
Autumn
one leaf then another
falls in the wind
الخريف
ورقة ثم أخرى
تقع في الريح
~
September
through the woods I take
the long way home
~
September
you’ll find my heart buried
in a pile of yellow leaves
~
I breathe her in
as though her skin
is the light of the moon
~
Autumn evening
my thoughts drifting
with the passing clouds
~
Deep in the forest
I find my heart still
like the air and leaves
~
Forever is just a word
between us
and the moon
~
الخريفُ يبدأ
برائحةِ الأرض أُعَطَّر
زوايا روحي
~
هو يحب النساء اللواتي
يعرفن كيف يتحولن إلى شعر
بين يديه
Haiku # 525
A moment’s distraction
the clouds have already
changed their mind
Haiku # 260
When the leaves fall
I will sing to you
a heart of passing clouds
Haiku # 131
Champ d’automne…
nuage pleurant
dans l’abîme des mémoires