Haibun 85

burning sage

rising through the room. smoke through empty space. twisting toward the ceiling fan all my troubles let go of me.

the chant
…om…shanti…om…
on auto repeat

Published by mikerehling

A quiet vegan haiku poet living in the north woods of Michigan. View all posts by mikerehling

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