I fell in love with haiku as a child. So short. Here are two that seem to say something about sitting, quiet, and the transitory nature of all things. The authors were contemporaries in 18th century Japan.
the guest, the host
the white chrysanthemum
Presented by Patricia Donegan (“Silence: Stillness” Trike Daily, 15 Apr 2016)
lighting one candle
with another candle
— spring evening
Presented by Poemhunter.com (Yosa Buson: Biography)