Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

Haiku: Summer Sounds

on May 30, 2019

Clanging scraping trucks
Patching potholes of winter
Birds chirp in the trees

Raindrops pelt window
Promise rich growth of plant life
A Zen kind of day

8 responses to “Haiku: Summer Sounds

  1. Dale says:

    If you don’t mind, please keep your raindrops today until Saturday… I am in the process of moving and would dearly love to not have to worry about wetting my stuff!

    Lovely haiku!

  2. Cethru Cellophane says:

    Ye Gods! You should see the potholes in St. Paul. There are enough to last till next winter. One of them it is rumored goes all the way to Australia.

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