when haiku arrives
i rise up from quiet dreams
drink deep from small cups
dear friends,
aren't haiku such perfect cups of soul nourishment?
how i love fridays knowing we will
be together once more,
haiku by haiku;
drinking each other in.
your presence, opens me like summer flowers,
so full of life, so rich in meaning,
so generously colouring our world.
i rise up with such eagerness to welcome you
again and again.
ready for a cup of virtual tea?
please link back to
(haiku my heart links to the welcome and how to page)
at
recuerda mi corazon links back to this haiku post)
so more may join us.
Well Rebecca, I am back here this Bright Sunday Morning ...had been thinking on your Haiku...savouring the taste..it is so fresh and makes one feel alive.. meeting everyone , drinking from their cups is an experience i cherish...week after week...it makes my own small world more beautiful..lately find myself a bit stuck to comment on every post.. but I shall try..
Posted by: Ramesh Sood | February 25, 2012 at 09:10 PM
I am off again...into the high winds and uncertain future.
I have postcards
http://rodrigvitzstyle.typepad.com/rodrigvitz_style/2012/02/snippets.html
I hope to be back home to sip with everyone here of lifes little paradises.
x..x
Posted by: Stephanie | February 26, 2012 at 08:24 AM
What sweet community fills these cups of haiku tea!
Posted by: Kimberly | March 04, 2012 at 12:35 PM