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First drop hits my face—

desert sky finally breaks,

we launch into joy.

*

Butterfly emerges,

Wings still damp from chrysalis—

First flight awaits her.

*

Spring buds crack open,

Green fingers stretch toward the sky—

Earth's silent whisper.

*

Salmon leaps upstream,

Against current, toward birthplace—

Life's circle complete.

***

for Chris J. Franklin

Author of

HOUSE OF HAIKU

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Launching into Spring

I soar, I fly, nature sings

Death has lost its sting.

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