Whispering secrets 25 Friday Jul 2014 Posted by Hazel Anastasia in Books & Reading, Haiku my Heart ≈ 7 Comments TagsJohn Grisham, The Client Moon smiles at the wind leaves of the huge oak rustle whispering secrets Haiku my Heart Share this:TwitterFacebookPinterestEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related
I hear them whispering and often wonder what their secrets are.
I love how the oak leaves whisper their secrets late in the year, long after the leaves of other trees have tumbled to the ground and been covered by snow.
Secrets of old. Lovely haiku 🙂
I love the sound of the summer wind through the leaves! Thanks for reminding me to listen!
Some secrets are meant to be whispered, I think.
Another Haiku My Heart
even in the garden, mystery!
Loud or soft, their mystery carries on.