Wednesday Haiku #19

To  everything  there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven.
 And everything has purpose and reason for existing in your world the way that it does.
As always, every photo or picture can be enlarged.

                      "Lament"
Autumn loneliness: A cricket grieves
This evening in the scarecrow's ragged sleeves
                                      ----Chigetsu

 

 

image: pixabay

 

"Koan"

What if a housefly, in perfect faith, 

on the swatter stands, 

wiping his little feet and hands? 

                             ----Zen Paradox

my photo

 

The Garden of Ryoan-Ji

Moss-bound and weather-worn the boulders stand;

Around them flows a stream of silver sand.

                             -- Ho-O