over the fields of
last night’s snow–
plum fragrance.
~Okano Kin’emon Kanehide*
*cited:
Japanese Death Poems
Yoel Hoffmann
In a light spring rain
a discarded letter blows
through a bamboo grove ~Issa*

*cited:
The Spring of my Life
Trans: S Hamill
…
It is more important
To see the simplicity
To realize one’s true nature
To cast off selfishness
And temper desire.
~The Tao-te Ching By Lao-tzu

a gift from a predawn rainfall…
water drops on the top of a well-waxed automobile…
submitted in response to Robyn’s Seeing Differently challenge
initially posted in October, 2016
the bright moon in raindrops
from the eaves…
the geese depart
~Issa (www.haikuguy.com)

Nikon D750 f/4.5 1/1.280 85mm 800 ISO
this rain
a greeting card from heaven
midsummer heat.
~Issa (www.haikuguy.com)
What are the various conditions—past and present, known and unknown—that come together to create raindrops? Scientists have suggested that the interactions between water vapor, dust particles, and wind turbulence within clouds create millimeter-sized droplets which are heavy enough to begin their descent towards earth. And in the process of falling, the droplets accumulate more and more moisture, becoming the raindrops we see on the ground.

This scientific explanation of how raindrops form invites contemplation of the prior conditions that create vapor, dust, and wind. Each of these transient phenomenon is a telling of the ongoing weaving and unweaving of interconnected threads creating the various phenomena we experience within each given moment.
This weaving and unweaving of threads is noted by Thich Nhat Hanh, “This is, because that is. This is not, because that is not. This is born, because that is born. This dies, because that dies.”
…
It is more important
To see the simplicity
To realize one’s true nature
To cast off selfishness
And temper desire.
~The Tao-te Ching By Lao-tzu

a gift from a predawn rainfall…
water drops on the top of a well-waxed automobile…
submitted in response to Robyn’s Seeing Differently challenge
Springtime rain!
Almost dark, and yet
today still lingers
~Buson*

this image is available through Turning Art
*cited:
Haiku Master Buson
Trans: Y Sawa & E Shiffert
In a light spring rain
a discarded letter blows
through a bamboo grove
~Issa*

100 days…12th day
*cited:
The Spring of my Life
Trans: S Hamill
over the fields of
last night’s snow–
plum fragrance.
~Okano Kin’emon Kanehide*
visit the dailypost.wordpress.com to participate in Krista’s photo challenge, “show us something that is lost, but not forgotten,”
*cited:
Japanese Death Poems
Yoel Hoffmann
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