Living Free

The air caresses
Gently through my hair, my skin;
A life, wild, free

Crossroads

Where can we go now?
Once the dreams are accomplished
Yet there’s much more life

Flu Haiku

Germs descended here
Embattled body withers
May healing soon come

Early morning wakefulness

Still, fears rise up
Providing discomfort
And misery; wakefulness
When I seek sleep.