#Haiku Happenings #3: Sky’s latest #haibun for Carpe Diem!
I can’t exactly remember when some of my dreams turned into reality, but it’s strange how they suddenly ceased to be dreams. And then – what? A man without dreams is like a rose without petals. Only thorns, dried up, left to frighten ill-intentioned fingers.
Someone wise wrote: “If you love a flower, don’t pick it up.” I haven’t seen this warning earlier or maybe I was just too young to understand so I’ve cut some buds here and there, I admit.
in a mild breeze
drops of dew
Linked to Carpe Diem #1419 Rose Garden (kikobun)
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