waves come rolling in / flower, bee, dragonfly, sky — all this morning’s dance
When you finish a meditation, and open your eyes…
After a dance in the woods, a meditation on the beach, to find something inside, as the sun goes down, and you open your eyes, and it’s a new world.
Almost Rumi
I couldn’t think of a haiku for this, but it would have had something to do with isolation and finding inspiration or longing in nature, with an eye toward the poetry of Rumi. It would have been good.