Haibun - Held In The Stone
Held In The Stone
I stroll across the park as the sun dips
into the pond, spreading a layer of gold
leaf.
Held in the stone of a granite bench, the
warmth of the sun remains - final traces
of day.
night coolness-
the rustle of cobalt
in a leafy sky
I stroll across the park as the sun dips
into the pond, spreading a layer of gold
leaf.
Held in the stone of a granite bench, the
warmth of the sun remains - final traces
of day.
night coolness-
the rustle of cobalt
in a leafy sky
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