Poetry is an act of peace. – Pablo Neruda
That's such a lovely haiku... a happy feeling! :)
Yes, looking very beautiful..like floating cotton..
Bog cotton is sometimes the brightest colour in a desolate moorland landscape.
I have a confession: When I'm hunting wildflowers in the spring, white blossoms are my least favorite. That said, they may as well stand tall in their whiteness instead of shrinking away from the light.“Hungry Sunrise Fire & White Bird”
I love that first line - such a great image.Richard
OOOOOOOh ~ can feel the earth under my feet ~ wonderful~ thanks, namaste, ^_^
I love this!
Awesome haiga (picture and haiku) Lovely done on the prompt.Namaste
I like this. The image of those blooms with wet feet is wonderful.
Blooms with feet is a unique thought.
IT'S SO FLUFFY I THINK I'M GONNA DIE! Ahem. I liked your picture and haiku :)