Carpe Diem #25 (Spring Haze)
Spring hangs in the air
The bells of the temple
vibrate into my heart
(Yesterday, I had my first massage in ages. Weary bones and aches in body. I turned myself over to my masseuse and let my mind go into the spa music. The bells (singing bowls likely) seemed to reach my heart and I wanted to write of it before reading the background for this haiku. I referred to the spa as a temple because it felt like a sacred place at the time.)
