The Five Tattvas Haiku

Earth 

We pass a dark house.

Inside, a woman ready to die,

sings a full moon hymn.

 

Water 

Walk close to the edge,

so our Friend can push us

into the cold pool.

 

Fire 

We Sit together

in this burning yogi cave.

The empty bowl sings.

 

Air 

We chant the true name.

The cave fills with strong, cold wind;

yet, there is no sound.

 

Ether 

Hush and divine void,

the seers enter Samadhi.

Silence hums and spins.

 

Beyond 

Words melt, light breeze–

All within these empty hands,

Now Great Cosmic Love.