B"SD

My Haikus

Swiftly blowing wind,
Tugs at the ancient tree's boughs.
In the sea it falls.

Quietly he walked
Through the deep green rainforest,
Noise of life drifts by.

Dunes of Sahara
Shift like the waves of the sea
Secrets lie buried

The hills of Judah
Were once clothed in green forests,
Now most are barren.

Camels are like ships
Plodding through the desert sands
In their caravans.

Killimanjaro
Climbs high above the rain clouds
it is capped in snow.