SIGH.fOR THE FIRST TIME THERE WAS A “magical widget,” and I had not the credentials or smarts to navigate the route apparently everybody else can. But I tried…

 

Haiku by Issa:

“Without you –
how vast
the cherry blossom grove”

 

My first halibun, and I had to look the word up on Wiki. Problem is, when I search

my mind and heart for a “you,” no one answers.  May be no one ever had that

experience.  The cherry trees are blossoming at this moment along the Hocking,

 

nearby, and I am a little sad, but it is night and cold and dark.  Maybe the sun will

rise as promised, and  I can be touched by beauty after all.

 

When cherry trees bloom

I know that the world is  still

alive and lovely.