The Question

by:: Lori Zybala

the living question sit’s on the window’s ledge

grey clouds empty, the answer unknown

telescopic view points to the sky, searching

a new year unquestionably approaching

the question smiles, circling the atmosphere

shade of existence

patterns fold along the window ledge

day the same as before

GO DOG GO CAFE HAIBUN WEDNESDAY

https://godoggocafe.com/2021/12/22/haibun-wednesday-december-22-2021

Copyright L.Z. 2021 ©

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  1. the question smiles – love, love this line – and isn’t it the truth, the questions more revealing than the answers?

    I do enjoy the new year for its contemplative nature and your haiku expresses where I usually land – there’s nothing especially special about Jan 1 – each day is the new start.

    Beautiful ❤️

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