The Haiku #2
Beneath the sprawling branches of an ancient sakura, its blossoms a delicate veil against the sky, sits a wise haijin.
His eyes, deep with knowledge, gaze upon the parchment in his hands, reflecting on the haiku that flowed from his soul as effortlessly as the stream before him.
Two koi fish, their scales glinting like precious gems, surface from the water’s depths, drawn to the silent muse of the poet.
They watch, with a curiosity unspoken, as the haijin contemplates the fleeting beauty of nature, the impermanence of life, and the eternal dance of words that capture the essence of both.
In this moment, surrounded by the whispers of the wind and the soft chorus of the stream, the poet and the fish share a silent understanding, a connection bridging the divide between man and nature.
greetings koi san
now my haiku
is complete