Yearning Returning: Rhyming Haiku

The empty, aching
yearns have returned. I’ve learned. I’m
past treading old paths.

The lonely, aching

Yearnings are returning. I’m/

past treading old paths.

So This Is The New Year: Haiku

This is the New Year:
A time i can choose to act,
be, and feel diff’rent.

Don’t invite me, and
don’t wait for me, chances are
we’ll both be alone.

we’ll end up alone.

What if, with the One’s
mirror gaze, we discover
we’re doing enough?

what more we could do?

Alone, burning fire,
I clear, clean, and cleanse the past;/
Wish for future growth.

When you’re defined by /
the worst deeds you ever did,/
change your tomorrows.

When the Spirit of/

Creation meets the grandeur/

of Nature, rejoice.

No mistake: Sounds you
make clarify or destroy
what I contemplate.

My garden may be

the most mixed up ever seen,

but I planted it.

You can control your/

life, or be controlled by it. /

Either is your choice.