Three Haiku
Temple bell unrung;
the moon speaks in golden veins
to the sleeping gods.
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Between trunk and spire,
a door the moon left open;
spirits drifting through.
☪︎
Where...
Three Haiku
Temple bell unrung;
the moon speaks in golden veins
to the sleeping gods.
Between trunk and spire,
a door the moon left open;
spirits drifting through.
Where...