
through sunny windows
the wind makes familiar songs
on the chimes of change


through sunny windows
the wind makes familiar songs
on the chimes of change


the chilled morning fog
rises to the warming sun
reflecting fireside
Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness.
Lamentations 3:22-23 (NKJV)

wispy chimney smoke
from a warm hearth and home
first day of winter

good news of great joy
one cloudy autumn Sunday
sunlight through stained glass
But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord.”
Luke 2:10-11 (NIV)

through the morning mist
he walks across sodden leaves
into the silence

good till the last leaf
fall foliage painted dance
sky flutter carpet

wind rakes dusty leaves
across an empty courtyard
*constructive conflict
*If one intends to lead, they must bring their people along with them. Otherwise, it’s just a lonely walk.

the brisk autumn breeze
unwavering frigid rain
last leaf on the tree
Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day.
2 Corinthians 4:16 (NIV)
This haiku was inspired by the first song on Willie Nelson’s 76th studio album, “Last Leaf on the Tree.” and “The Last Leaf,” a poem by Oliver Wendell Holmes SR. and a short story called The Last Leaf, by O. Henry.

October flowers
are such a welcome surprise
almost overlooked