Drawing

Following the lines
Drawn by the city
On the way home

Walk

Instead of two
I walk alone
Two-folded path

Broken

It feels like me
Feelings cut open
It isn't me

Flurries

Hands through the air
Grasp morning's flurries
With the sunrise

Counting

One blossom
One butterfly
Two lovers

Stillness

In the Zen garden
Even the wind
Found the stillness

Roots

Working the land
Sleeping in the hay
Life felt peaceful

Effluence

There’s infinity
Hiding behind seconds lost
Searching for reasons

Zen Garden

Sand patterns
Curving the space
Stilled wind

Barefoot

Walking barefoot
In the winding grass
Rooting rejoice

Steps

With the first steps
One feels each raindrop
Then just the rain

Resilience

A blushful rose
Plundered of its thorns
Remains a rose

Sailing

Who wouldn't fall in love
With the vibes of this city
A sailor I am

Pray

Take me away
To the end of life
Into unknown

Dive

One butterfly
And all disappeared
Into its flight

Play

Raindrops playing
Spring’s melodrama
Three-point lighting

Truth

Two Buddhas sitting
The beginnings of two roads
Which is the right one

Cleansing

One can use light
To clear the windows
Of perception

Roving

Between spring blossoms
A winter’s bloom lost its way
In butterfly’s trace

Frozen

Icy raindrops
Cut through spring’s stillness
Frozen thoughts

The Witness

An old old bridge
Witnessing today
A night's story

Simplicity

Look around
And be amazed
By ordinary

Shipwrecked

An engine purring
But sailor's heart's left behind
Long gone its glory

Being

Tomorrow I'll be
A memory of today
Long gone yesterdays

Full Moon

Look at the full moon
Climbing on bridge's folding
How daring its dreams

Almost

Almost full moon
Between man's buildings
Almost in love

The Survivor

Look at that monster
Not caring about past loves
And still surviving

Music

Each step home
A symphony
Of feelings

Monsters

One sees monsters
In angels' flutter
By looking inside

Timing

With the first smile
Settled in one's heart
One feels in love

Home

Between buildings
I feel myself home
Older it gets

Being

To fall in love
With the first morning
Poet's being

Laws

The laws a shield
For the mind of man
Against ego

Nobility

There must be noble
The choice of a worker bee
To cast royalty

Flutter

In the sea of green
A white point carried by wind
Early fluttering

Last Cry

A dove’s last cry
And silence settled
Dusted records

Blossoms

So many blossoms
Reach the mind and heart of man
Few find a home there

Shout

Throw your luggage
Shouted an old fool
In waters’ glaze

Confluence

Clouds follow the wind
Mind follows the stars afar
I follow my heart

Nothingness

Imaginary
Lifeform powered by unknown
Minus unity

Gray Days

Some days pass
Without sunshine
Without stars

Spin

A bean plant
Twisting around
For support

Shout

Listen the wind
Raging through your mind
There is no wind

Flap of Wings

Glasswinged butterfly
Where did your wings carry you
Whiffles on my skin

Symphony

Repeating sounds
Break free through the air
Beloved flurries

Purling

A raindrop’s sound
Returning to source
A rebel thought

Chain Reaction

Set a heart free
Other will follow
Kindled by fire

Flight

So fragile
My butterfly’s wings
So powerful

Pulse

Contemplating life
One’s grasp widens and narrows
With each passing trice

Dust

Life’s dust settles
On carried luggage
Sweeping the floor

Flight

Drunk by beauty
Perishable frames
Flow to an end

[Unnamed]

What one ignores
Grows or disappears
Springtime windings

Slalom

Waking up mornings
Letting go of night’s dreaming
Stepping between dreams

Holography

In a thought
The universe
Finds itself

Promenade

Stuck at the desk
Mind wanders outside
Short promenade

Invitation

Bathing in the sun
Nature invites for a walk
From bureau’s window

Abundance

Smiling at birds
Accepting the pain
Lessons abound

Beginnings

It must have been
A small spark of light
That started all

The Contortionist

Slightly contortioned
An oak embraces the sky
Joggling with the stars

Asea

Man is just a ship
Caught in the waves of fortune
Until learns sailing

Being

The rose opens
Whatever comes next
In life’s fragrance

Fire

A viola
Fast-burning in fire
Long lasting heat

Duality

In same atom
One can find much hope
And destruction

Bridges

One hundred bridges
Leading to the wrong islands
Till one finds his home

Falling

I could fall in love
Each single day with her smile
Each trice of sunrise

Blooming

With each petal
Another rose born
And still the same

Emptiness

Perfect emptiness
Is more than one can hope for
For a mail inbox

Simplification

Old love
And new love
Same love

Glitter

That glittering
On butterfly’s wings
Light innocence

Transience

With each haiku
One feels much closer
To final act

Reality

What is more real
Sweetheart’s kisses while sleeping
Her kiss dreamed in sleep

Limits

My mind beheld oft
The shores of infinity
To find finitudes

Staircases

From its finitude
Man built sublime staircases
To infinity

Choice

The path of love
Or the one of hate
A choice we make

Mirroring

The ocean
But a mirror
Of raindrops

Play

Between extremes
A word’s valences
Caught in a play

Golgotha

Without love
One walks the path
Centerless

Vexation

Raindrops falling
An old umbrella
Still unopened

Estrangement

The day feels longer
And late after midnight’s call
More estranged you seem

Steps

Each step
Should be my home
In your heart

Dreams

Many dream to be
An arch to infinity
From sofa’s vicinity