dome of stars
under it, a small round tent
lit from within
— Ruth Yarrow

I am drawn to this haiku because of the feminine curves in its imagery. It has me experiencing a sense of comfort and peace, like the safety of the womb.

In this haiku, I notice the light and the smallness. (Not insignificance, but like a baby lovingly held by an expansive universe).

Reading this haiku I experience peace, love, comfort, maternal love, aliveness, beauty in simplicity, mystery and trust in something greater than myself. All in 12 words. ?