sun

Haiku is pointless
Unless it’s the finest tip
Of ancient wisdom

Know the history, the art
Let it well up from the spring

pointless star

Only connection counts
There’s an infinite amount
But the secret is knowing  where
Where is the fine complexity of air

It’s everywhere that which is joined and is linked
Inside outside and the thing itself

People are so interesting
Self and selfless
And the heart Sf copyright