Haikus

Stillness in the garden

Quiet in the garden

The storm has left us

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Here by the door

A breeze cautiously enters

Soft swirling mingling

*

Trees are still outside

The air is clean and

new-born

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A little breeze sighs

Only I feel its presence

All else ignores it

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The pebbles glisten

Silver white and earth-brown

Earth washed clean of dirt

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The garden is fresh

Yellow sunlight softens trees

Evening air and restfulness.