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: Rain Barrel Haiku by Travis Park
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*English Original*
rain barrel
a cloud settles
into itself
*LEAF*, 10, July 2026
Travis Park
*Chinese Translation (Traditional)*
雨桶
一朵雲沉入
雲層中
*Chinese...
