Haiku

Prophecy

drumming clouds

with the tempo of flute air-

prophecy of rain

~

the wise gypsy

with a hint of smile

feels the first drop

~

slightly fading-

the lines of my palms

I breathe still

~

rejoicing river

commune of the swans

ripples appear

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For Carpe Diem # 345. Inspired from Adrian von Ziegler’s musical piece, Prophecy:

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