rocks will become sand
with bluest time and journey
soft and beautiful



embrace days delight
whilst beauty of sun doth rise
for others tis night



a wind from away
arrives on the steps of rock
caresses the lands these days



in the dark of night
sounds of rain beyond my sight
till the morning light



for the morning air
that brushes across my face
the new day is here



wet does not come close
to describe the dank we have
nestled in haiku


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