Stepping into a river one time – then again
And finding it’s just not the same
Later musing maybe it’s no river at all
But a deep ocean I now call my home
Maybe my views of the world and my life
No longer fit into seventeen syllables
Maybe climate change has stripped the dawn sky
Of my beloved pink cloud inspiration
I want to address the whole world-wide family
All swimming in rivers, navigating strong currents
New generations, new fears, new over-comings
Some things borrowed from elders, many more all their own
That deep ocean I now claim as my address
Swelling with challenge for my elder years
Requires new perspectives, new understandings
That oddly enough, bring me peace
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Wow!
Thanks for your enthusiasm.
Beautiful in sentiment, image and ambition Ina – the ocean strikes me as a fabulous address to have.
Thank you for understanding what I was hoping to communicate, Andrea. I’ve also rediscovered that Haiku is a good means of connecting with readers.
Chapeau!
Love your comment. Sounds just like you, Resa.
Oh… that’s neat! 😀