briefly caught in my window

2 comments

  1. marlowe44

    Beautiful haiku, Y. And so very pregnant with meaning for those of us who have walked with you over the last few months. We weather storms, like sturdy little ships on the Great Lakes, but there will be /after the thunder/ a sun break, a birdsong, a flower reopening to kiss the air, to salute the Sol, and the vibes will be /shimmering/ as we smell its perfume, and marvel at the movement of its petals, all /sailing/ like our souls needing respite and santuary.

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