Haiku Seasonal Wisdom
Spring
Petals drift like thoughts—
old grudges caught on warm wind,
melting into bloom.
Summer
Cicadas still hum
though storms passed just yesterday—
the air forgives heat.
Autumn
Maple leaves let go,
burning bright, then falling free.
So too can your grief.
Winter
Frost clings to the branch—
but even the hardest ice
yields to morning sun.