Beauty hides in simple moments — a glimmer, a taste, a thought that lingers.
A haiku for that feeling of freshness that never quite fades.
Plump freshness flourish
Breez’ over mind and body
Thirst never sated
Sometimes inspiration hits mid-scroll — or mid-crush.
This was s tiny haiku born from a fleeting moment and a passing breeze.
Zen Alpha Musings 