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: Music In the Air

on August 28, 2016

White boots, drums, trombones
Figures traced on football field
Practice for the fall

Grandson joined the band
Plays new sounds that stir old hearts
Some things never change

7 responses to “Haiku: Music In the Air

  1. lovely and yes somethings never change xx

  2. hbsuefred says:

    Bet he’ll make life long friends through band membership. I did!

  3. I of July says:

    and reading about it is music to our ears 🙂 thank you

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