Anchoring

in the four winds blow ~ the cornerstones of my heart ~ ever circling —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Grass

never-ending sands ~ of a blue day and bird’s egg ~ that blow in the wind —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Morning breeze

wind from the mountains ~ carries home sleeping waters ~ to the break of day —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Shhhh …

the wind on the fields ~ rustling through grasses and leaves ~ whispers its secrets —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Continuation

still looking for us ~ unravelled and blown apart ~ by the winds of fate — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

In-between

breeze of the oceans ~ blowing hot and blowing cold ~ hold me in suspense — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

In art

unacquainted ones ~ drift and play on the warm winds ~ finding common ground — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa