Counting Sheep

dusty red sunset
shepherds’s flock obscures the view
counting dream sheep

Kim M. Russell, 2017

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My response to Carpe Diem #1135 that moment …

In this episode, Chèvrefeuille has shared a moment experienced by Paulo on the road to Santiago. A haiku is only an impression of a moment as short as the sound of a pebble thrown into water. The challenge is to use the given image to create haiku or tanka illustrating life in that short moment.

[…] “We arrived one afternoon at the ruins of an old castle of the Order of the Knights Templar. We sat down to rest, and while Petrus smoked his usual cigarette, I drank a bit of the wine leftover from lunch. I studied the view that surrounded us: a few peasant houses, the tower of the castle, the undulating fields ready for sowing. To my right appeared a shepherd, guiding his flock past the walls of the castle, bound for home. The sky was red, and the dust raised by the animals blurred the view, making it look like a dream or a magic vision. The shepherd waved to us, and we waved back. The sheep passed in front of us and continued down the road. …. It was an impressive scene … ” […] (Source: The Pilgrimage by Paulo Coelho)