I wait for the rain.
Searching grey for quicksilver,
alchemy for change.
a strange orphan, eh?
practically a nomad…

grown inward, not up.
©Karen Robiscoe
An idealist;
my deal is simply this:

my eyes are open.
©Karen Robiscoe
Tied as tide to moon
the pull of you transcends me…

rushing heartbeat still.
©Karen Robiscoe

Leafing through an old graphics album I made back when I was into making computer graphics, and decided to dip my oars into the waters of haiku. This image is one I drew /designed for a Thai restaurant here in Santa Barbara. The haiku is one I designed here in SB, too. Paddling the 8 Fold Path, you might say, may you find the Tao within , without, in the 10,000 things, and in none of that. Peacccceeeee……