Haiku

Serene sea

slow breeze

making ripple

 

Late autumn sun

not hot enough

to warm up

 

A frail old man passing by

I asked him who are you

he replied, I am God, I am God.

 

On the street

lying a dead bird

victim of wild cat.

 

Darkness is falling

warning to inhabitants

light up your candles.

 

Gentle sea  breeze

soothing and fresh

breathing it is a gift..