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