Saturday, October 27, 2012

Haiku on Water




 snowfall


 A drop of round dew
at the garden unfolding.
Gems of love renew.
.
Quiet while being cooked,
Melt tea leaves, form a smell,
Tasty, yummy, hot.
.
No shape, not fixed,
Rain down near the window sill,
Free flow of safe will.

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