Haikus 1
Clear untrodden sand
Rock pools and soaring cliffs...
A Cathedral's might
The moon unwetted
And the water unmoved...
By its reflection
Brushed by a bird's wing
A woman serenely sits...
Beauty steals the hour
A mite walks across
Haikus written by "Basho"
Here and there it goes
Borrowed experience
Knowledge in books gathering
The dust of Aeons
Compassion seeks not
And with true understanding
Embraces all things
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