As each raindrop falls
leaf tips tremble and vibrate a silent music |
The leggy cranefly
struggles on the smooth wall dances on the rough one |
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The purple bulb
crushed in a muddy footprint has a green shoot |
Outside the window
brown leaves tumble and swirl inside - silence |
Written by Wilma Carson, 2006
Wilma studied ways in which Quakerism and Zen Buddhism aligned. She was interested in Haiku and these are some that she made herself.
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