I 

haiku
a thousand dayswithout face or reflectionsense of self diminished

II 

haibun
We walk the hours that make up our lives. Talk to the minutes - the hand, the dial, the markers of time. Capture the seconds, stored for days, labeled eternity.
Time, past summeris measured in the flightof the butterfly, so free
We take the path that leads us home. Talk to the trees - the leaves, the flowers, the gifts of the seasons. Capture the fruits, ripened and sweet, labeled health.
seasons, past chaptersmeasured by flight of stairs, increasingly painful
We face the reflection that shows us truth. Talk to the man in the mirror - the eyes, the lies, the carefully painted image. Capture the truth, staring back accusingly, labeled proper.


III 

quote
to live is to be thrust into the sunlight, crying - and to leave in the glow of moonlight, sleeping.

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