Morning Fall in Haiku

leaves Whisper loud

the breeze will carry our soul

no tear allowed

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hazy morning sunrise

stream in quiet Whisper notice

good to be wise

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simple flower fold

to time I Whisper grateful

will I be thought old

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cover my release

when sky chills seasonal autumn

Whisper sweet my peace

Whisper While We Weep

I walked along a lonely country road,

saw shadows while a setting sun said hello,

seemed to speak to me, just to me alone,

yet I would know a world exists beyond me.

How many mornings have I noticed you rise

without any fanfare I just know you are there

despite the shadowed energy covers you,

there still exists a daylight you cast upon me.

When will the days begin to string together,

those that offer harmony and sweet luxury

of honest appraisal, a parallel universe

where all of us able can share in the delight.

We weep while around the corner we hear whisper

Our lives are similar, the country road will prosper.