First writing #haiku

I hear wind in the pines,
brought high to the hilltop’s crown
whispers drift of you.

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Second writing #tanka

The whisper of air, refreshed
in morning light’s fluttering kiss
sky winds greet me.
A curl of mountain wood smoke
tumbles down upon my hearth.

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Third writing #haiku

Many a day goes by;
only answers from sky winds
pull me closer to you.