Friday Haikus: Two sides of the same coin

blazing scorching sun

as life flow from the warm touch

deadly heat stroke strikes

*****

gently kisses moon

burnt and barren, hidden pain

reflected love shines

*******

as cooling rain falls

life sprouts, joy, and rivers swell

devastating floods

*****

soothing ocean breeze

moisture laden clouds yonder

deadly cyclone lurks

*******

earth that nurtures all

inferno raging in core

masked appearances

*****

mysterious life

where beauty lives, evil lurks

share the love, moon does

For a moment

three line tales week 136: camping

photo by Tyler Nix via Unsplash

This post is for Sonya’s Three Line Tales, Week 136

For a moment nothing else mattered, alone, the world stood still,
Gentle breeze caressed her face, soothing, setting sun lighted up the hill,
Come what may she will face the world, becalmed, she swore to climb uphill.

 

 

Who Do I Thank

Just thankful to be in this beautiful world on a beautiful morning

(Written on Thanksgiving, 2015, morning during a hike on the hills near my home)

Who Do I Thank

Oh! Who do I thank?
This beautiful morning,
What do I call thee,
Creation or evolution?
Or just a marching of time?
Infinity or finite universe,
Does it matter,
Here and now?
Sunlight streaming,
Birds chirping,
Colorful leaves
Caught in an up draft ,
Fluttering
Like butterfles
Glistening in the morning sun,
Mild breeze
Caressing  my face,
Cooling touch
Gently drying my sweaty skin,
Heart pounding
Begging for rest,
One more step,
One more bend on the trail,
Just thankful to be away
Amidst nature so bountiful.
Giving freely all its blessings,
Asking nothing in return.
Just thankful to be
Here and now,
Thanks to be
In this beautiful world.