like green trees in drought,
you must draw from the unseen —
send your roots down deep
***
it's the man-made thunder
in the hills you must fear, my children —
its lightning will tear you apart.
Max I love these - especially the first. So simply put yet so profound. Love your way with haiku! Linda
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I enjoyed both of these. For me the second one hardest because it is so terrifying.