Autumn Leaves

This poem was inspired by the song "Autumn Leaves" sung by Chet Baker. After hearing this song for the first time, I thought of the Autumn leaves outside in Buffalo and my feelings of that moment, and I created this simple 5-7-5 haiku.

Autumn leaves falling
Carried away by the wind
I feel sadly cold

on my window pane

rain falling
on my window pane
the constant pitter patter
striking the glass
that has been struck
over and over throughout the years
rivers flowing
down my window pane
everchanging
irrationally streaming left
desperately skewing right
but always falling down
to reverse the rain
have it slide up my window pane
remove itself and stay floating
in the sky
detached from the earth
with no fear of falling
free
my window pane
only a distant memory

Dream

Hidden desires awaken by the night
and the moon sheds light
on our discontented minds
waning our worries
with a poignant
dream.

The Thread

We journey on a ball of thread,
Its texture rough with bumps and divots,
the hardships we must face.
Crawling along the surface, we have a driving desire to discover
the secrets hiding in this convoluted and mysterious object,
in other words, to find
the sleeping dragon that lives and breaths in its core.

Either upon hard work or simple chance,
we find a loose thread then follow it,
and as if by magic of the simple discovery of the thread itself,
the ball slowly unravels.
Sometimes the thread disintegrates and we
are left feeling alone and even more
confused and bewildered than before.

Perhaps, at this moment, only seeing its futility,
we might give up our journey, and many do,
simply sitting in inertia and waiting for fate to do what it must.
Be that as it may, if we keep moving, we will rediscover
another loose thread.
Then, the cycle repeats,
and the thread carefully unwinds.

Sometimes we catch a glimpse of a faint ghost
that effortlessly shows us the beauty
of our patient journey,
and some who see this beauty
refuse to let go of the unraveling threads,
inciting more and more threads to tangle and bind the clinging hands,
only making the journey more difficult.

The journey itself lends to living in the present.
Although, desire lends itself to living in the future.
Thus, we must clear our heads of burden and worry
and not let overwhelming excitement waver us from our path.
Remain focused on the thread.
The thread is our mantra.
The thread is our key.

As we come closer and closer to the center,
the answer becomes clearer and clearer,
for we absorb wisdom unconsciously,
emanating from the struggle we face on this spherical journey.
As long as we experience, we can never be lost.
As long as we continue, we will never be alone.
The answer lies in the thread; it only asks that we follow it.

A View into the Future

Tomorrow is a day like no other.
It is a day of surprising beginnings,
a day for old habits to be discarded,
a day for the new to be let in.
Rejoice with your kindred spirits,
be kind and you shall reap the same.
Tomorrow is a day like no other,
for it is one step closer to infinite.