Dear Haijin, visitors and travelers,
I like to create these posts here at CDHK. It is always a joy to make them and to see how everyone is responding. I am truly proud to be your host here at CDHK and I am glad to see how you all are responding this month and especially this week.
In this Theme Week I introduce beautiful poems by Hafiz to you and today I have another beauty to share, but first I love to share a few "morning breeze" haiku and tanka here:
A haiku by Yosa Buson:
see the morning breeze
ruffling his so silky hair -
the morning breeze
turns maple leaves to song...
alone at my desk
I hear how Mother's words
'come home' have aged
young cherry trees -
morning breeze caresses
such a fragile beauty -
The rose of our desire will open and bloom.
In forward motion, the pain is great.
If you practice this, soon you will be converting dust into gold.
Like a laughing candle, you can abandon the life you live in your head.
Don't go out looking for an enlightened job.
The road of Love and its enrichment are right around the curve.