Travelling Haiku

There you are, my dear.

I've been waiting all morning

to come say "hello"

Here on the shady porch

My heart and soul are restored.

I breathe in, breathe out

The sound of the falls

absent. The trees whisper though:

Sister stone, don't weep.

I walk among giants

Joyful laughter on the air

Was that me? Laughing!

Sisters of the soul

pilgrims to this special place

No heart in shadow