orange in the horizon a spring moth rushes into the fire
Tag: senryu
a feathered god once told me: survive the dream and you will survive the process
i fear: the kind of dragon i am becoming one who takes pride in sleeping amongst the cinders of a once peaceful village now razed to the ground
forest’s edge: trees step slightly out of the frame and the cold path dims
in between: taking stock of perishable feelings
winter’s end: just take a look at the darkness we have domesticated
smoke carves a temporary hallway alongside the concrete just as men and serpents coexist in a cruel world
in the zen garden critters emerge into softer outlines eager for the warmth of spring
the forest keeps a spare dusk when needed trees unfold and a second sun ends the dream
to the fires of lost causes this soul is drawn to
elancharan gunasekaran 