“Crescent moon lights
This hazy earth.”
The moon is being carved, I can hear the hammers, the chisels, it is raining white shimmer… the crescent shape will light up every heart soon.
And the valley of buckwheat flowers will then dance the dance of love, soothing the eyes of a traveller.
Intoxicated, the earth will then spin and stagger making, as always, a painter’s painting hazy.
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This is a beauty….never has the moon felt so gorgeous…from now on i'll always look at it from a different view….every shape of it will look more stunning…this has added to the definition of "Beautiful"…what a lovely enhancement. 🙌🙌🙂🙂
The moon + Basho's haiku = magic
Thank you Maswal. Your comment has added to the post. It's truly beautiful now. 😇
Cheers to the moon!