
Native guardians,
though scarred and frayed, steady still,
rooted, stand their ground.
Same trees, different haiku. Here.

Native guardians,
though scarred and frayed, steady still,
rooted, stand their ground.
Same trees, different haiku. Here.

Trees play with colour,
teasing eyes with illusions,
waiting to be seen.

Pray to the heavens,
to shower upon us loveโ
sunshine in winter.

A precious relic,
or decorative ear pieceโ
all’s nationalism.

Precious jewel, time,
exclusive to the eliteโ
hokum, day moon shows.