Pale sky, golden moon,
purple horizon, blue waves
and a road at dusk
17 on = a haiku.
I cheated with the photo, however there is no greater expression than what we see when we cease to not see.
This is not a haiku.
Basho’s poem OLD POND
17th Century
at the age old pond
a frog leaps into water
a deep resonance
This haiku is a venerated Japanese classic according to my backup memory WIKIPEDIA.
I’m partial to his 1685 offering
another year is gone
a traveler’s shade on my head,
straw sandals at my feet
Pure Math.