Jump

Looking after bus
Lost by a whisker
A squirrel’s hopping

Walks

Walking in circles
The earth deepens under feet
Till becomes one’s grave

Tenderness

Leaves touching
Each other’s blades
Fingertips

Flurries

Determined winds
Within a small tent
A heart trembles

Lighten

Short flashes
In midnight flares
Storm passed by

Flight

So broken
We keep rising
In our fall

Design

The rules one lives by
The geometry of things
Out of proportion

Moonshine

There’s no problem
A moonshine can’t solve
After one glass

Tipsy

Drunk from ideas
Of not getting drunk
Dreamer’s potation

Seeds

The man under tree
Got himself a name
From another tree

Meditation

An old master
Under a stop shield
A tree’s remains

Arch

Turned to the sunrise
To admire the sunset
An arch over time

Tendency

Born to repeat
The wrongs of the past
Spring’s almost gone

Scent

Air-sniffing
The summerlike scent
Freshly cut grass

Tenderness

A swordsman
Caressing his sword
As old friends

Play

I caught God’s hands
Playing with the sand
Clapping waves

Fade

Moments pass by
The blessings of life
Fade in counting

Distance

Between two wrongs
One looks for the truth
Or its shadow

Lost

Roads lost
In city’s lights
Such darkness

Smoke

Long time life was
A fire burning slow
Now it's all smoke