Haiku: Brew

Resting on the hill,
the season’s journey is all.
It’s time for a brew

Haiku: Cold Breath

And where do I walk?
My body follows the mind –
cold breath returning

Steps to the summit
Winter on the horizon –
all things become clear

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A walk in the light
of a soft lowering sun –
archway to changes

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