Haiku for Beer....(kudos to ethan watters)

a simple statement
breeds a thousand words
outside it still rains

i walk beneath trees
possibilities shake them
and their seeds fall down

every footstep sound
reminds me of another
who makes the same sound


soul mates tumble through this life on parallel strings
waiting for the breeze to intersect them
sometimes the lines are closer to spiders web than silk,
lines get tangled and time won't stop to help them

sometimes you must do your own reaching, across space and time - you must throw yourself across that distance - see if your line is strong enough to carry you towards your love...sometimes the only breeze blowing is the breath of faith that comes with hope