An inspirational haiku by Soen Nakagawa. I have missed all the Carpe Diem Haiku extra this month, but this one went directly my heart.
Aiming my penis
out over the steppes
awoken from a nap
A night in a tent is often long. Your sleeping back is warm and cosy, but alas the night is cold, but when the rising sun kiss the tent I’m filled with warmth. There is always a sense of urgency to rise and while gazing at the mountain views I release myself in the way nature intended us to do.
rising sun
reflects my golden stream
wind in my back
How a morning view can look
Linked to Carpe Diem
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April 27, 2014
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Would be very cold out there in the early morning … and yes it’s a neccessity after a long warm night in a sleeping bag.
Love it!
I guess that would be a fact of life out camping. Good poem.
Facing into the wind would have been a rookie mistake 😉
At least you’re not aiming into the wind! 😉
Empties His Bladder
May that golden stream stream on!
Grappling with a Shaft
You did to well, Bjorn