Haiku #285–291
Water debacle in basement (not the first, hope the last), backlogged Haiku, these were scribbled in funny places, not in notebook, finally setting them down. Backwards:
Haiku #291
Soften to healing
If you fall tensed you might break
Let go of control
LBM 6/28/2023
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Haiku #290
Singing in the rain
Faithfully trusting Love’s light
Dancing in the dark
LBM 6/28/2023
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Haiku #289
Mind is a window
Unlimited in its scope
Keep it wide open
LBM 6/25/2023
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Haiku #288
Soft at our edges
Formlessness defining form
Spaciousness trusting
LBM 6/24/2023
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Haiku #287
I was a nomad
Belonging was elusive
Lonely and alone
LBM 6/22/2023
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Haiku #286
Body Mind Spirit
Indefinable essence
All uniquely one
LBM 6/21/2023
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Haiku #285
Choose your words wisely
Your tongue can be a weapon
Or it can bring peace
LBM 6/21/2023