Mystical Haiku

the sun rising red

deer bows down to sip from lake

mystic fog surrounds

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mystic fog surrounds

light mirrors at water’s face

a heart thumping loud

*For Carpe Diem # 251 Mystical.

 

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The Choice is Mine

the moment the impalpable fruit comes up on the horizon

the nightly spots of light attract me, asking me to fade away with them that time

the choice is mine whether-

I want to be a seed of the sweet rising fruit or

the shine of the fading spots of night light.