[...] “When God threw me, a pebble, into this wondrous lake, I disturbed its surface with countless circles. But when I reached the depths, I became very still." [...]
Tanka
pebbles on the trail
witnessed generations pass
lives we'll never know
young lovers and soldiers walked
this gravelled country foot-path
lives we'll never know
young lovers and soldiers walked
this gravelled country foot-path
(c) G.s.k. '14
Haiku
that single pebble
left blooming concentric waves
in Walden's pond
left blooming concentric waves
in Walden's pond
(c) G.s.k. '14
