very late at night
until the fringes of day
I’m thinking of dawn
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#4157 haiku
pendant toute la nuit
jusqu’aux limbes du jour
je pense à l’aurore
#4147 haiku
photo : Abel Tasman park, 2013, time goes by, but the turquoise waters do not change
Transparent waters
I’d like to see my soul in
the turquoise bottom
#3046*poetry
photo : Marahau, national park Abel Tasman, coastal walk
we will hastily slip in silence into the cracks of the day, without being noticed by most, because most don't notice neither the souls nor the stories: life is lived in all sorts of ways you know.
#3047 poetry*
photo: heron, Marahau, windy gardens, Abel Tasman, national park
We will watch
in the clear water
the cloudy reflection of ourselves
which, surprisingly, will have not changed that much
although we had hoped that
the passage of time
would have transformed us at least a little
but we were measuring ourselves up
against our wounds
So we will resume hobbling along
one step forward, two steps back
*posted in February 2023, edited in February 2024