thoughts of deep contemplation at the Buddhist Retreat in Ixopo

four haikus

1.
I step off the grass
onto a small brown stone. It
squishes. Cows have been.

2.
blossomed bosomed trees
giving suck to ecstatic
bees: frenzied, yumming.

3.
butterfly, colour
of sun, orange and brown, shuts
wings; hides as a leaf.

4.
The wind sings through grass
heat hums and bushes rustle
Nature is noisy.