Summer Haiku

Little sparrow flies
high above the meadow lane
calling to his mate




Seedlings growing tall
stretching towards the lighted pane
worshipping the sun




Dewdrops gleaming bright
cling to silky spider web
as the morning dawns

June 1989

Falling, dried up leaf,
moist, green sprout in dark-brown earth,
aspects of a whole.




Memories look backwards,
aspirations peer ahead,
thus we control time.

August 1991

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