Birds do
not wonder
Or grieve
over the ruined nest –
They build
a new one.
* * *
Trees
deprived of snow
Have
clothed themselves in blossoms –
Shroud or
gown – pure white.
*
* *
Holley
attracts bees,
They buzz
making promises
Of honey
sweetness.
*
* *
Springtime
has arrived,
My house
and my soul in need
Of
renovation.
Live for the Love of it,
The Happy Amateur
http://haiku-heights.blogspot.com/2012/04/april-heights-day-20-132-renovation.html
Love the progression from visual detail to spiritual detail! Beautiful series of haiku!
ReplyDeleteThank you very much, Gemma!
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