The following is probably not a Haiku, but if I may, I would like to share a poem that I wrote. If it does not belong in accordance with this thread please feel free to delete it.
This is the end of the day
nothing more to think
nothing more to do
life is dead
Death is born.
The dream's over
but reality is not found
and rises again.
Without time, without dimension,
The mold is broken
The vessel destroyed
The mind awakens.
-Samāhitam cittam yathābhutam pajānāti.
समाहितं चित्तं यथाभूतं पजानाती |
A concentrated mind sees things as they really are.
-Ujuko nāma so maggo, abhayā nāma sā disā.
उजुको नाम सो माग्गो, अभया नाम सा दिसा |
'Straight' is this path, fearlessness is its way.