Jul 2020
The lotus so soaked,
it sways and sways in water,
floating like a boat.
Feeling the water
rise up to the ship’s surface
I know it will sink.
The only witnesses,
A mossy log at the shore,
The remains are gone.
For nature to thrive
the fire must engulf all,
leaving nothing there.
it sways and sways in water,
floating like a boat.
Feeling the water
rise up to the ship’s surface
I know it will sink.
The only witnesses,
A mossy log at the shore,
The remains are gone.
For nature to thrive
the fire must engulf all,
leaving nothing there.
This is a Haiku I wrote just a few days ago. It represents the decay of nature, which will eventually become the food for new living things. It’s an endless, often overlooked cycle of life and death.
