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

An Existential Trilogy: Haiku In Three Parts

At a turning point
Possibilities abound.
Shall I go or stay?

Dreams dissolve in shreds
Imaginings fall apart.
Old loves comfort still.

Ponder future scenes.
Time to take a daring leap
Who knows where I’ll land.

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