Haiku #13 (NS)

The wind blows a gale;
I must fetch a sweeping brush.
Fresh air in the room

Copyright Francis 2021

Haiku #16

Sheltered in the church
I lit a votive candle
in the silent space

Copyright Francis 2021

Delicate beauty
Sweet fragrance filling the room
In welcome silence

Copyright Francis 2021

Walking on the ice
My short measured steps back home,
In all conditions

In life as in death,
alone, my inward journey —
amongst all seasons