meditations
reflections on the gifts of everyday life
invitations
daily learning and provocations
gather your thoughts, and simply have a conversation. meaningful action begins here.
leadership is standing in the rain with your palms up, counting the drops that fall on one hand.
a leader is made strong by the enthusiasm and commitment of those who believe in their cause.
breathe.
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5 7 (5)
possibly haiku
the smell of purple
on a sunny day in May;
floral lingering
[122]
loneliness, clipped wings,
beauty wrought from flight’s struggle;
bird bath reflection.
[118]
winter moss on tree
reflects in the morning dew
magnificently
[117]
umbrella rendered
useless, abandoned in leaves
abandoning trees.
[116]
Fuji sunset red
city horizon twinkles
alive. cold clear air.
[115]
lonely bench observes
the seasons of Asama
[110]
rubble and the rain.
a quartet of displaced toads
play amidst the trash.
[108]
leaves intertwined in
three dimensions seeking sun,
cover from the rain.
[104]
cicadas’ white noise;
pedestrians’ reflections
scattered in the trees.
[99]
cold wind comes green scent,
mist passes balcony in waves.
tsuyu starting late.
[92]
incense called ‘空’
cuts humid air thick with smog,
and Dyson runs red
[91]
galaxy shrouded
by terrestrial stars, shines
no less bright beyond
[90]
rain matches music
and the fall pummels the ground
with no forgiveness
[88]
a spider not so
casts eerie daytime shadows,
sky is clear today
[86]
giving new purpose,
green vines embrace abandoned
Honda motorbike
[79]
gutted colonies.
Hitachi No. 18
will outlive them all.
[78]
hear past sights and see
through the sounds, reality,
interpretation;
[71]
yellow monochrome
sensory transposition;
canola on airs
[69]
sunlight, petals glow.
calls for change, a lonely crow.
upward looks below.
[63]
unexpected flash
of red, vivid detail cast
on monotone spring.
[61]
waves roll, left behind
change enshrined in sands of time;
splendid renewal.
[52]
heaven waters fall,
mortalized on cold concrete.
mural distorted.
[49]
the gray and white bird
in urban camouflage pose
senses danger, and
[45]
dawn after the storm.
full moon, low on horizon,
asks "what did you learn?"
[37]
pink wind, cold clouds sun
rustle birds in the shadow.
dog pees irreverent
[32]
southern sun rises,
thick jungle captures moisture.
cold mountain ascent.
[30]
blossom-littered ground;
wind and time reshape beauty.
come again next year
[29]
settled in the den,
autumn feast of fruit and fowl.
cometh cold again.
[28]
cicadas deafen
the sound of two beating hearts'
mating ritual.
[27]
black indigo blue
orange yellow white pink red
blue indigo black
[22]
discoveries
adventures in the present
The joy is in the light of sharing.
Its friends are fear and vulnerability,
the thrill of discovery that not all of it can be exactly what I wish it to be.