nature – Leanna

Haiku 363/365

The notion exists That love will persist until Nothing is what’s left.

A young universe Invites you to breathe, to choose Who you want to be.

Lost breaths, inner flames love left unchecked, it pours, rains heavy on this skin.

The mountains of love that I am trying to climb have a sunset glow.

Living in a web Caught under your trap, your spell Waiting to be bit

Clued in or forced out Seeking water in a drought What’s there…is what’s there

Inescapable Sun drips down shutters, on me Asleep, in a dream

The sounds of raindrops Hit the ground while I’m running And I’ll keep running.

And the trees can’t hide Out of rain, snow, or sunlight Focus on the roots.

The red bird is near. And Fall has come— I can hear The leaves as they drop.