Haiku for Freedom
If the leaves are still
I see Him in the sequence
the Fibonacci
If the leaves rustle
I can feel Him in the breeze
a refreshing wind
Everyday planting
I engage the adventure
Daily rehearsal
Drops us to our knees
The lifetime road leads to death
Practice makes perfect
We are meant to die
For that is how we find life
Dying equals life
Death brings morning sun
Each revolution unites
All of us as one
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