And To Autumn Turns Spring

Karmic seeds once sown, Thought, I’d reap fruits by me grown, Spring came, soon was gone, And turned to summer too soon, And fruitless far my fortune! It dawned: I might sow, But it pays if I well know: My job’s just to sow, Man no more can than propose, Someone sits there to dispose. ______________________________ Rengay |16.02.2022| Poet’s note: A twelfth century poetic style in Japan, Rengay started as a collaborative form of poetry, with two stanzas, the first called Hokku, later became Haiku of seventeen syllables in three lines. The next stanza is a couplet of seven syllables each in both the lines.