very few understand the preciousness of quiet in a world filled with the mechanized madness of industrialization
Tag: haiku
the upheaval of zen stones as small gods thrash through the undergrowth
deep woods: the ringing of a phone sets off a catastrophic chain reaction
deep we descend into the forest grim before summer touches our soul
spring the rain brings life to the city’s stillness
deep into the forest: is where the city goes to die
i miss the coast: its sharp edges and unforgiving winds where even the hardest of men turn soft
someone or something unseen clears its throat and the sound hangs strangely in this lonely space
wings flutter and the odd old tree groans
the quiet retreats: imagine a pulse that expands and contracts on contact with sound
elancharan gunasekaran 