devotedly
I pray
yet He listens
absently
a four-decade old story
my heart
is a sponge
sopping up the tears
with which I wash
my prayers
I cleanse my heart
in prayers
before Him
whom my mind has doubted
seventy-seven times
no more waiting
for Him who is hidden
I hang
on the cross within me...
a faint echo, it’s finished
September/October 2010 issue of Sketchbook
Butterfly Dream: Smell Haiku by Larry Kimmel
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*English Original*
smelling of himself,
grass, and sunshine
the puppy
*Alone Tonight*, 1998
Larry Kimmel
*Chinese Translation (Traditional)*
聞起他自己的氣味,
...
