So - only a couple of haiku inspired by a picture and accompanying haiku that a friend posted on FaceBook. The picture is of a labyrinth made of rocks laid out on a bed of sand. His inspiration came from Philip Cousineau's book, The Art of Pilgrimage, which I have not read.
in my pilgrimage
wandering the labyrinth
will I find myself
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in this crooked path
wandering i find myself
now i am amazed
These were written a couple days apart. The second one presented here was written first. I did not have it in mind when I wrote the first one. I think they're at least marginally relevant to Peter Cole's poem posted at The Garden today.
I'm not sure I know how to find myself.
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