Sunday, January 1, 2012

new year

seed quaintly resting
cold  in old soil waiting
ready for new year

2 comments:

  1. U have expressed the wait brilliantly.. so what happens after the wait.. life sprouts out with new hope?

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  2. Thank you Krishnapriya. It was in a moment of inspiration that I thought of this. One of my better ones, I think. When the sun rises strong, the earth warms, the rains come (and snow melts), yes -- life sprouts out. But, that will be another haiku. :-)

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