Wisdom is like the rain.
Its source is limitless,
but it comes down according to the season.
– Rumi
Tag Archives: Seasons
White Hats
The lake is frozen
Reeds properly attired
In fluffy white hats
And crisp brown gowns
Waiting for the forthcoming
Graduation of spring
Right here at the lake.
The Call of the Fall
Yellow leaves turn brown
Fall forest in evening gown
Before beauty sleeps.
The Grip of Winter…
Still seemingly strong
the iron grip of winter
starts to break slowly
drops reveal warmth underneath
new life waiting to break free.
A tree in full bloom
difficult to imagine
just few weeks ago
when snow kept coming down hard
and spring was a distant dream.
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Thanks blogging friends for providing the inspiration for these two tanka poems in your comments yesterday. Have a wonderful “spring time” weekend everyone.
Winter-gray?
Do you see the dull winter-gray landscape
or the muted colors of earth resting?
Do you notice the barren trees and ugly grounds
or sense the nature preparing for new life?
Do you dread the short dark afternoons
or enjoy the occasional modest glow?
Do you feel despair lurking around
or cheer on the forthcoming freshness?
Do you live separated from or as a part of
the amazing cycle of life?
A Reminder
We say bye to the fall
its crisp air and brilliant colors
slowly fading away
as winter approaches
contrasting light and dark.
Now, be reminded of spring
awakening of existence
budding leaves, green grass
the hikes in the wild
and the warmth of summer
wild flowers so tender
that they touch our heart.
Everything in nature’s rhythm
– like in life itself –
has it place, its time
its edges and curves
and its momentous brilliance.
Crisp Air
Strawberries picked
leaves cover the cooling ground
mind quests for answers.
Young birds learned to fly
red fox runs in the dense forest
body loves crisp air.
Season is changing
dew drops glow in the fading sun
soul settles to rest.
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