in the deep fires
I saw the way
a peony crumbles
Shuson Kato
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Might this be
The end of war
Is it foolish to say such a thing
Might the flowers
Always be the family
With scents and beauty
Might humanity become human
However much angst or hatred
That we still have within us
Do not ever sanction destruction
Whatever you might think
Destruction actually means
haiku mind
108 poems to
cultivate awareness
& open your heart
is by Patricia Donegan
