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: On a New Year’s Eve

Clock ticks new day dawns.
Homely tasks, world scale events
Alike take the stage.

Look back on year past,
Ponder year’s new days ahead.
Clock ticks what will change?

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