Veiled

photo of a closed and curtained window, with sunset colours seeping through

My storehouse still stands
blood orange alights the sky
a world in between

This post is my tribute to one of the first haiku I came across, by Mizuta Masahide. Because Masahide wrote in Japanese, there’re multiple translations of this particular piece. Here’s the one that inspired me:

my storehouse burned down
now nothing stands between me
and the moon above
~Mizuta Masahide