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Haibun: Imagine
Imagine that you can go back in time to when you first loved the sound of rain in the night, or when you first identified the singing of the thrush. I know what you’re thinking: I’ll always be stuck in the here-and-now. But you don’t have to be. Imagine!
In the autumn woods
a tree stump becomes a throne
for an aging queen.
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Let Us Praise
Let us praise the raven and the rain.
Let us praise the singer and the song.
Let us praise the Cloud Spirit,
leading us to other roads
when our path is hedged and blocked
by creatures sinister and sleek.
Let us praise the river stones
whose dignity remains intact,
despite the ravages of floods and drought.
Let us praise all things great and small,
for the hundred-thousand ways
our days are measured out.
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Blue Monday
Desert landscape with deep blue sky, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
wilderness flora
united in enduring
lack of winter rain
Haiku and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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After
Dusk, Saguaro National Park, Tucson, Arizona
after last night’s rain
the pathway through the cacti
less sharp than before
Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Blessings
August evening, Saguaro National Park, Tucson, Arizona
tantalizing clouds—
chances are fifty-fifty
for blessings of rain
Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Tantalizing
Summer monsoon season, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
tantalizing clouds—
chances are fifty-fifty
that some rain will fall
Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Prayer in Time of Drought
Lord, the little plants need water.
Send Your healing rain.
Let the sound of its falling
refresh my weary soul
as I walk barefoot through the garden,
damp earth beneath my feet,
thinking of all Your marvelous ways—
how You never force Yourself upon me,
but like light that warms or blinds,
You come to me each day,
inviting me to choose,
and in this time of drought
I choose blindness.
Dazzle me with Your presence
in each drop of rain.
Mountains
Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California
the distant mountains—
perhaps an early spring rain
will settle the dust
Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Spinning
Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
spinning thunderheads—
so many rugs are woven
from threads of thin rain
Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Breath
Palo verde trees, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
A mourning dove’s breath
entangled in the shadows
calls for winter rain.
Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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