Nothing in the song
of the people suggests they
are about to die,
Cries of all the ghosts
of the past remind them soon,
they will join them;
And yet they rejoice
in their short mortal lives, with
music in their souls.
Nothing in the song of the people suggests they are about to die,
Cries of all the ghosts of the past remind them soon, they will join them;
And yet they rejoice in their short mortal lives, with music in their souls.
Author notes"The point is not to understand life, In a listTriple haiku, inspired by Basho's 'Cicadas' haiku.Comments
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