Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Harvesting Haibuns #4

        Jiro Dreams

                          Reaching out wearily into the unknown with but a handful of companions,
                          a flame bit my finger. From that, eternal passion bloomed, a mark that'll 
                          fade only when existence does.
Sometimes they entertain
Other times, they horrify
This time, they saved me 


                          A continuous boiling tsunami washes over ragged mountain peaks without
                          abandon. Over time, this endless cascade soothes the peaks and smooth’s 
                          the valleys into something new and beautiful.
Spiked fountain
Endless bliss
Until the end

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