on today’s pilgrimage, i travel with a classroom of master teachers – 30 second graders bubbling over with  enthusiasm and pure joy… we enjoy one long moment of getting your happy on as we make an inner journey to a space of harmony and peace in the land of the rising sun and a garden of the rising sun closer to home… we talk about haiku. the poems of  three lines reflecting the rhythms of nature…

in this moment, this joyful, happy moment, may we all bow to the children of the earth, natural poets of the present moment… listen to what pours forth from the mouth of babes…

mossy rocks, still trees

wet pagoda, waving leaves

bird songs fill fresh air

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wind blowing, leaves moving

small lantern sits in shadows

quiet trees… swoosh

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namaste