cronechronicler

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

Haiku: Vintager’s Lament

on February 15, 2016

How I long for Spring.
After days confined by ice
Want my jail door sprung.

Walking safe and free
I’ll smell every flower bud.
Ample time for that.


6 responses to “Haiku: Vintager’s Lament

  1. Oh yes let’s break out and have some spring! love this

  2. Spring is on the way.

  3. Despite the frost, the spring flowers have started to bloom 🙂

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