These lines made me write them early last Christmas morning, while still half asleep in bed… they still seem entirely relevant and quite difficult to improve upon, so I offer them again this holiday season, having added only exactly one word. Warmest hopes and thanks to all readers. 🙂
It is the question you cannot ask which matters
The axiom you must never scutinize
This haiku is more than 20 years old. It would always seem to pour when we rode our bikes to visit a temple, leaving nought to do but sit and watch…
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A timeless dialogue between love and the loved, or is it spirit and soul, or woman and man, or angelic and human, or forgiver and transgressor, or wise Sophia and turbulent Psyche…
