Haiku is like breathing. It’s such a small thing. Just three lines but it can add up to so much. Like breathing. If we think about it, we are the total of the breaths we take. That’s the big thing. The small detail is this. Each time we breath in, then breath out, we are one breath closer to a No Breath. None of us can escape that. Though I hear some are trying.
the haiku this day
off a bit yet not