As I write more and more haiku, it becomes apparent why it became a favored art form of the monk and samurai. In a few words, using the symbols known to a people, a treatise of a thousand words can be created. While exploring with the kigo, it has also become apparent that layering meaning can expand what was a decent or mediocre verse to something much deeper. This even falls sometimes into the realm of the secret meaning of a word or phrase.
In some ways, this is a metaphor for life itself. What is simple often carries the greatest effect. A simple hug. A single tear. A rainbow on an autumn morning. Bound within these effects are the meanings, both personal and cultural that give life an undercurrent of meaning.