Silence is a space
of meeting and of being
Where the Heart can rest.

Ripples on a lake
Radiating from center
return to stillness.

High voltage towers
March across the landscape like
Ancient Kachinas.

So deep in my Heart
You have found a home, and there
You shall long abide.

In a haiku grove
Reducing things to essence,
A moment in time.

To share the Dharma
Is the greatest gift of all
The true Namaste.

Haikus on the brain
I think in fives and sevens
Rather strange business!

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