Haiku

(collection written Nov. 23, 1998)

I looked, looked again. It would be there forever, A moment ago.

Browned leaves flutter, fall-- The world's mascara's running. Tears dry, come winter.

A child's light laughter, Mother's strong hurried hands, calm. A grandmother's sigh. Laughter comes again. A powerful life is Lived. Grandmother smiles.

Energy races, Heart throbs, wind roars, souls soar--fly! Passionfire's freedom!

I reach deep within, And I find Her, call to Her. Joyful, She answers.

Rooted, I stretch, grow; Blocked by a stone, I despair. I turn aside, lost. Turning, I sense warmth-- Stretch again, almost reach it. I will know sunlight.

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