Open Secret

OPEN SECRET

Droplets a-sparkle
Wink in the sudden sunshine
Nothing more to say

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About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on September 11, 2018, in Haiku, Poetry and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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