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KOKORO 03

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Branch covered in rain droplets

KOKORO

A Japanese word often translated as heart.

But also mind.
Spirit.
Feeling.
Awareness.

The place where the world touches us,
and where we touch the world.

These haiku and photographs are offerings from that place.

Pierre Geslin
Scott Creek, South Australia
2026

Fire glowing inside an oven.

dropping the blindswinter outsidefire in the oven

stores baissésdehors l’hiverle feu dans l’âtre

A log burning in an open fire.

a log shiftsthrough the firethe doorway opens

une bûche basculeà travers le feula porte s’ouvre

An unlit hearth and its surrounding room.

cold hearthin the corner of my eyeshe tends the fire

âtre froiddu coin de l’œilelle veille au feu

Soft blurred orange flames against darkness.

old photograph ~a familiar facemelts away

vieille photo ~un visage familierse dissout

Water flowing over stones after rain.

after the rainwater over stonesnote after note

après la pluiel’eau de pierre en pierreune note puis l’autre

Running creek water moving over rocks.

running watereach rock another noterhyming the night

l’eau vivechaque pierre une autre notefait rimer la nuit

A shadow reflected in moving autumn water.

autumn currentmy shadow loosensfrom its name

courant d’automnemon ombre se détachede son nom

Rain droplets suspended from a branch.

rain endingbetween one dropand the next

fin de pluieentre une goutteet la suivante

Plum blossoms opening on a branch.

plum puddingthe table is setfor the bees

pudding aux prunesla table est misepour les abeilles

Plum tree branches extending into a blue sky.

all this blueand still the plum treehas somewhere to go

tout ce bleuet pourtant le pruniercherche plus loin

A small wattle branch against the sky.

wattle rattleone small branchholds the sky

frisson du mimosaune seule brancheporte le ciel

Sunlit trees above a small body of water.

heat of the daythe long way down through the treespromise of a drink

la chaleur du jourune longue pente entre les arbresla promesse d’un verre

In the Adelaide Hills of South Australia,
moments appear and disappear
as winter begins to loosen its hold.

Rain ending between one drop and the next.
The plum tree still has somewhere to go.
One small wattle branch holds the sky.

These haiku and haiga
are invitations to pause,
to notice, and to rediscover
the extraordinary hidden
within ordinary life.

Water remembers.
So does the heart.

Pierre Geslin

Haiku writer, photographer, and mindfulness practitioner.
Creator of Kaze Dōjō - The Way of the Wind.

PierreGeslin.com

© Pierre Geslin 2026 · All rights reserved.
Adelaide Hills · South Australia