Our Buddha Nature

haiku is not a poem,
it is not literature;
it is a hand beckoning,
a door half-opened,
a mirror wiped clean.

It is a way of returning to nature,
to our moon nature,
our cherry blossom nature,
our falling leaf nature,
in short,
to our Buddha nature.

R. H. Blyth

I normally crop all my landscapes in 16 x 9 but this image is cropped in 16 x 10. It’s a subtle difference. So, fair warning as I may be on a new kick for awhile.