I am taking a long break and hope you all have a lovely summer. I wish you all well with your writing endeavours, and thank you for your unstinting support.
The ancient bell
of the temple summons
lost spirits to prayers;
murk figures roam alone
unacquainted on snow covered
mountains where peaks punctuate
streaming cauldron clouds, drawing birds
that circle the meditative winds.
Chimes from the west
bring the mist in to wander
with the wind from the east –
dusk strikes the temple bell
for worship; the tranquil mist then rolls away
and vanishes to re-join the hawks circling
the snowy peaks in peaceful
Under rolling mist
Daylight, birdsong and lush dew
Day 194/365 – Morgan’s #DailyHaikuChallenge. Join in and link back to her blog.
Dissipate in spring’s warm breeze
As if by magic
Day 193/365 – Morgan’s #DailyHaikuChallenge. Join in and link back to her blog.