Monday, January 29, 2024
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Breath: a haibun
Morning silvery sky: the coolness caresses my cheek.There is a shiver amoung the banana fronds, the response of a gentle breeze.
Arms stretched wide, i inhale, hold, exhale, again and again. This fitting exercise of breath is like giving thanks for the morning; new crisp and fragile.
on the neighbour's roof -
there a kiskadee is perched in
silence for a while
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