Here's one of the lovely views I get to take in on most of my daily walks (or runs). Morning is the best time to stroll by this nearby lake—the hazy air, the reflection of trees and sunrise in the silvered water. It inspired me this particular morning to write a haiku. Now I don't pretend to know all the ins and outs of kigo and kireji and all that. . . . I'm mostly a 5-7-5 syllables gal. But here goes:
Spring morning mist clings
To rosy sun-glow blushing—
I breathe the new air.
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