Whispers of Haiku
Whispers of Haiku
Gentle words flow through the air,
In just three lines, a moment rare.
Nature's wonders, captured bright,
With few words, they take their flight.
Seasons change with just a phrase,
Summer sun or autumn's blaze.
Rain's soft touch or winter's chill,
Haiku captures them with skill.
Quiet beauty in each line,
Nature's story, clear and fine.
Simple words but rich with view,
Whispers softly, ever true.