Sunday, December 1, 2013

Advent: Three Tanka

(C) R.L.K.

1.
Dawn in the foothills:
gold and blue, light and shadow
play upon the ground;
a small bird in a tall tree
sings its song into the wind.

2.

Fading afternoon:
ballet of light in the sky;
the old brook murmurs
an accompaniment as
I pause on the woodland path.

3.
Tonight a chilly
wind has cleared away the clouds
and now a thin old
moon, slightly tilted, shines a
little light upon the hills.