Summer breezes blow
from their branches.
in random pirouettes,
gracefully alighting on the water
only to be gently pelted
by a quiet rain.
Currents pull and tug
in swiftly changing channels
all leading down
into a clear abyss of deeper depths.
the flowers swirl
and settle in the silt,
letting go of life
in an unspoken Bashō haiku.
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