(photo) the good old days, in Shiraoka, Saitama prefecture, Japan
Before the rain
The wind dies down―
I compose my thoughts
Dragan J. Ristic, Serbia
■I think this haiku grasps the silent moment in the nature. Generally speaking, we can see some thoughts in our behaviors but not necessarily see some behaviors in our thoughts. His thouhgts could be independant of his behaviors. What thoughts did he start to have?