Way unfolds, time unfolds. Stormy skies, clear nights, a walking meditation down many roads. Rough and rocky this road, climbing toward sunlight, cold and dark this night, filled with the exuberance of falling stars.
It is to you I
would travel, our hearts joined
through love and season
[for Promptly Susan prompt form: haibun, theme: travel]







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Appearing in PromptlySusan and Mindful Poetry.