Moonlight

Wavering thoughts
With no stone to throw
There is the moon

Blue

A beautiful blue
Does not just happen
Even for a while

Flurries

One kisses the wind
And its mark is felt somewhere
Between two flurries

Air-Punching

Don’t hit the wind
A storm might start
A flap of wings

Flow

Is it the river
That pushes into the sea
Or the sea's pulling

Synchronicity

The wheels of life
Drive souls on their paths
Toward crossroads

Ripples

One throws a stone
On lake’s smooth surface
Ripples still spread

Fishing

A sudden ripple
Awaken from reverie
Searching a fish’s tail

Trust

Without trust
Humanity’s
A lost cause