Touch

The touch of snow
While being with you
Split happiness

Hazard

Drunkard’s walk
In the falling snow
Randomness

Leaves

Random loves
Of blue nothingness
Falling leaves

Walks

Walking by oneself
May lead from where one started
Same steps same sorrow

Magic

Some magic left
Into the old arms
Branching out

Buds

Greenish buds
Of remembrance
Buttercups

Waves

Ghosting waves
Wash the broken shores
Out of nothing

Wishes

To wish the whole sky
And settle for a corner
Each time different

Steps

First a step
Then the stillness
Of being loved

Drums

Drums scrying
Under heavy rain
Silence whispers

Convergence

Infinities melt
In grains of moving sands
Till comes the stillness

Flakes

Three above zero
With the warmness of snowflakes
Anticipating

Waves

Waves coming back
To touch their maker
Invisible

Seeds

One clings to leaves
When a seed woud do
For a new life

Mirroring

As oceans mirror
The swings of the sky
How deep is your love

Distance

Take the middle
As a starting point
Towards the end

Fashion

Knowing the dress code
Doesn't make one a samurai
Less of a haijin

Nought

Life galops in years
Carved up by this nothingness
Of calling your name