This weekend I met up with my family at Meijer Gardens and Sculpture Park in Grand Rapids to walk the indoor gardens. After my younger son, his wife, and their baby daughter left, older son and I took a stroll through the Japanese Gardens outside. As we walked through and around the pond we were gifted with the sound of the running water.
There are at least two waterfalls in this section of the park. Listening, and watching how it rolls down over the rocks brings instant relaxation. As my eyes traveled from bottom to top and beyond I imagined the melted water coming down from a cold mountain.
Spring sun caresses
snow, recedes to trickling flow —
pussy willows drink
Frank J. Tassone is today’s host of dVerse’ Haibun Monday. Frank says:
Today, write you haibun on either one of the following options:
1. A Cold Mountain: the towering heights, frigid temperatures, majestic views, or existential challenges of a mountain. You could even go metaphorical, describing the cold mountain of overwhelming circumstances, or how we make mountains out of mole hills.
2. The Cold Mountain: a haibun that follows the influence of Hanshan (Cold Mountain), with his immediacy, concern for humanity, and deep devotion to nature.