Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

Eulogy for Winter: A Haiku

on December 21, 2015

Wind’s fierce howling
Grieves winter companions
White snow, icy temps.

13 responses to “Eulogy for Winter: A Haiku

  1. Jay E. says:

    Here we went from temps in the eighties one day to highs in the 40s the next.

  2. Jael Aster says:

    Marvelous haiku–winter is an interesting season, isn’t it. Of course they all are, but there’s something about winter…can’t put my finger on it….

  3. Meredith says:

    Not here yet. I keep peaking around the corner expecting an icy blast

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