I read this Haiku today,
“Without a brush, The Willow paints the wind.” by Saryu
And now I am experiencing the swaying cane grass in a whole new way.
An Englishman abroad | Aspiring meditator and writer | HSP | he/him
I read this Haiku today,
“Without a brush, The Willow paints the wind.” by Saryu
And now I am experiencing the swaying cane grass in a whole new way.