A Dialogue of Haiku and Soul

A Dialogue of Haiku and Soul



My Soul. Haiku, a zen-christian pilgrimage,

Stares at nature

It is always there in kigo

Haiku. Season words

Holy seven

Not mandatory

Two world wars

Sept11 , Iraq war, nuclear arsenal

New subjects for haiku

More important is

I yield! I yield!

A moment’s intuition

My Soul. Enveloping openness

Receptivity is haiku

Awareness of emptiness

All creeds

All schools of philosophy

Originate in haiku

Haiku spirit doing its best

To kill you, to resurrect you:

Haiku moment

My Soul. shape-shifting

Emblem of ego destruction

First glimpse of alternate realities

Haiku. I’m a way of life

For basho busan

Issa and shiki

My Soul. Remember Basho’s masterpiece Old Pond

Full-throated outburst

Perfect singing god



Haiku. Not merely a game of wit

Learn from

Basho’s Narrow Roads to the Interior



Learn from Busan

Combine

Painting with haiku



My Soul. Dance in the sky

A moment’s intuition of emptiness

This is haiku

Dancing under the moon

Consuming ecstasy

A haiku, a haiku



Emotion working in veins

Wandering haiku poet

Safer in last line



I cry in despair

Near the door of haiku

There’s a devil stopping perfect haiku



Haiku. Going deeper

And still deeper-

The green mountain (Santoka)



My Soul. Going deeper

Shaking with joy

Discovering truth beyond rhetoric



Haiku. I am zen spring

Sage’s invisible smile

Zero emotion



Bodhidharma wall gazing

Continually for thirty years

Going deeper and deeper



Unbodied Buddha

Going deeper and deeper

Unlimited potential



Let the purist insist

Kigo and holy seven

Haiku is haiku moment

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