This Haiku: I’ll ask Him

Why did he notice?
Was it that I sought a sound?
That I’d feel once more?

This Haiku: Hope Is A Red Vine

Bring on the challenge
To believe what my blood knows
And deny new news

They are asleep now
A whisper will have to do
…all I need’s not true

Will you let me go
To where only fire can live
Where no eye has seen

You’re every reason
To stay, laugh; and cry sometimes
To not run and hide

God causes flowers
To rise up strong from life’s cracks
To hug life hello

They’re hearty and kind
They smile and share sweet stories
They won’t be trampled

My pen rests a bit
I find jade-green grass, plaid skies
And triple-dog dares

Things will turn around
You’ll show up and they’ll show up
…going, going, gone!

Rock, Vine and temples
I’ll stay quietly with you
And then walk inside

A boy who slayed hate
Then a man who chased your heart
The dash on my stone
Original Thought Credit; (“Dash”) Pastor Michael Milco