meditated attempt to walk but too many personal thoughts and work, too much mental pollution.
Then, suddenly, the decision to abandon the road to a path through the vineyards. The landscape is imposing, and with it the decision to stop and admire. The steps are lightweight, soft feel the ground beneath the feet that welcomes you, your contact and your progress as a caress and a prayer of thanksgiving.
Then, as a result, the vision and the translation in haiku:
Among the thick vines
vacuum leaves:
the red sun
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