Like water meets fire,
In swirling wisps of hot steam,
We rise together.
Linking with Haiku Horizons
In swirling wisps of hot steam,
We rise together.
Linking with Haiku Horizons
Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.