distillation in Black Lake

Carpe Diem #863 Black Lake (Khar Us)

Today's challenge is to condense the following into a haiku:

Looking at mountains, I feel I am a mountain.
Looking at mist and haze, I feel I am a cloud.
After the rain has fallen, I feel that I am grass, and
When sparrows start to sing, I remember I am morning.

       I am not a human, that’s for sure.

When stars flare up, I feel I am the darkness
When girls shed their clothes, I remember I am spring
When I smell the desire of everybody in this world,
I realize how my quiet heart is a fish’s.

       I am not a human, that’s for sure.

Under the colorful sky, an immense EMPTINESS
Starting from today I am only… 

composer:  Mongolian poet, L. Olziitogs

reaching up

stretching my leafy fingers

reclaiming my earth

©  petra domina

Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on 

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