Today we move like the wind, through the marram grass, and sand dunes, never getting snagged, forgetting and moving on.
Hiding Spots (Haiku) In the Park (Tanka)
In the park we found so many trails, diverging and converging all over again. There were so many special hiding spots which we made our own, though, I knew that other kids, families, newly dating couples, did the exact same countless times before us. Hiding spot under Twisted branches and broad leaves Small stream trickling…
Tonight I practiced selfishness, attachment, anger, a lot of anger, lust and honesty.