Tag: senryu

tempted to be quiet winter dawn

waxing crescent shadows reach for the stars

shed this skin and soak in moonlight

night rain we touch and remember

plenty of fish in stream the starving buddha

zen garden drizzle disturbs the peace

gather to watch bonfires burn winter crescent

buddha at the end of the road cold nirvana

winter shell withers

the howl of noon trees as humans flee