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Salmon wind upstream-
mirrors upon mirrors
swim back to rebirth.

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when walking slow,
it is easier to notice
the full weight of your self.

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Tender compassion
is born in the way flowers
open wide to sun.

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Winter sun dances
between strong shoulder blades,
playful and silent.

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Wind rolls over
the seductive sea

oh, how it swallows
so easily.

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Muses pass quickly,
no more than a second
in tandem with the pen.

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There is no difference
between the leaves and I,
shaking from the cold.

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Taking this class has definitely opened up the possibility of meditation as a device for me, because I feel like I’m someone who is often scattered across many places, and to be able to center myself and feel whole/present is important. I really enjoyed writing the haikus, and I actually wrote a few I’m proud of. I like the short poem (especially with syllable limitations) because it forces the writer to be brief in their art, but still evoke an image. The doodling was nice, though I connected with it less. It was more mindless, and my brain turned off while I was doing it. Overall, this class was calming and fun, and I would take it again.

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White doves do tremble
at the sound of our voices.
If you must speak, sing.

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Within the gentle yearning
of soil for spring,
there is acceptance.

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At last, dust settles
on the potter's skin. His hands
have finished their work.