Haiku for the week of Gevurah

Gevurah in Gevurah

 

seed rests in the vast

overstory light bursting 

Her dream our blossom

 

Netzach In Gevurah

 

I am a lone bird

becoming apple blossoms

listening for the call

 

Tiferet in Gevurah

 

Beauty as holy

seed rot bud,  brief season calls

bodies to flower