Autumn Leaves

Haiku
Saturday 30 October 2004.
 
Storm wind rages
at night’s window pane
warding off demons.
 
Tallow trees bowing
Lord Vayu roaring, passing,
No birds to be seen.
 
Where does God
Keep his smallest birds
Safe while trees are bowing?
 
Yesterday’s gold leaves
All offered in homage
To the mighty wind.
 
Try compressing thoughts
Into the form of haiku
To measure their worth.



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