Hunter’s Moon

The Moon somehow sparks poetic imagination more than the Sun. Power invokes devotion and subservience, whereas gentleness of moonlight invokes romantic passion in creatures of the night.

The moon touches in a sort of clandestine manner, be it the ocean waves or human lives. It is a secret to be nurtured in the darkness. It is a bond to reconnect with the softer side of nature. It is not a giver of life, just a nurturer.

rebirth of fullness

with new names, nurture life

in different colors

Hunters’ moon belongs to all

let not names break tender hearts


Haikai Challenge #56


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