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Inhale: a collection of haiku
Sky glows red
Light passes through
A new day
Rubs tired eyes
Sleep falls away
Mind alive
One breath then another
A new place
A new breath
Exhale
Feet step out
Carry forward
The street takes
Also gives
Taste all
Smell all
Inhale
Journey on
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An ocean’s length from here to there
Fighting rages beyond repair.
Scores of children—hungry, dying
Getting better? I would be lying
And every day—a money scare
all in a broken world.
A thousand miles away our leaders fright
In evil do these men delight
Money and power, money and power
Getting worse by the hour
Our country improve?
No, try they might.
all in a broken world.
Work now scarce and money too
Struggle comes with each day new
The cost of breathing rising, rising
This depressing world we are despising
So with each day that comes
Do I color it blue,
all in a broken world?
Apart from it all, here I sit
Admiring the morning, God’s sacred gift
A timber’s branch quivers when lands a bird
Then my fluffy friend jumps, leaving the branch undisturbed.
Misty fog gathers dripping from pines
All of these things sooth my mind.
My Creator comforts, loves, and cares
And cries, “Be still, My love I share!”
Comforting peace beyond understanding
His Holy Spirit forever now granting.
A simple life of loving God,
and God loving us is all we must do, live and trust
all in a broken world.
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Old Paths
New trails
Old places
New faces
Cobbled stones and an always hunger
Carry onward
These ever-moving feet
To places ancient and not well known
To different things
Far from home
Smiling faces moments ago foreign
Now chatting and laughing
A friendship is born
But onward now!
Different runs
Different races
Old paths
New trails
Old places
New faces
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