Candle

If the flame of a dying candle is used to light another, 
then the light will never cease to shine.

a river of stones - Jan 29

a dragonfly hides

beneath the canopy

of the cicada cry

a river of stones - Jan 28

near the water’s edge

a sparrow bathes

in the sand

a river of stones - Jan 26

laying on a bed of clouds

the sky maiden looked down

upon the earth                                  

it is uncertain if she smiled

a river of stones - Jan 18

after the rain

the air

falls silent

a river of stones - Jan 11

after dinner,

I contemplated why

the Buddha’s bowl –

is empty

a river of stones - Jan 6

morning sun disappears

behind gray clouds,

on the akeake tree --

the glow

of a monarch butterfly

a river of stones - Jan 3

warm breeze

in the spider web

a dandelion seedhead

a river of stones - Jan 1

New Years Day –

a bumblebee

and honeybees share

the Kumeraho flower