Tag: senryu

all is grey and yet a tiny ember thrives

the voice leads us from dream to reality

berth the soul to body as we enter this realm

frail body humbled by the virus

the connection to the cosmos is lost

the color of silence: a shade of light grey

somewhere in the zen garden heavy breathing

find myself in a room with enough light to pray

fresh wave of dark clouds deconstructing omens

grey mist this too feels like a familiar dream