stillness—
piercing the rocks
the sound of cicadas
Bash Matsuo
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Yes, we heard
Outside our hotel bedroom window
Among the vegetation
Beneath the dark night sky
Also under blue skies
On our way down the boardwalks
To the beach and to the sea
Where once again we could listen
Take in those sounds of joy
As well as the hub-hub
Of holidaymakers in communion
haiku mind
108 poems to
cultivate awareness
& open your heart
is by Patricia Donegan
