Saturday, January 2, 2010

The Soul Collector - Haiku

Oh how the lady

Moves through the open valley

Searching for lost souls

The souls are not there

They stay in the dark forests

Cowering in fear

When the moon rises

The souls gather thoughtfully

Moaning and dancing

The lady long searches

For souls who awake at night

While she lays asleep

The souls long for peace

Though they hide during the day

Fearful of the sun

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