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: Sensing Gifts

Rain pings window pane
Feet warm in old moccasins
Feel softness of sox

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Haiku: Water Music

Quiet drizzly rain
Pinging drops on window pane
Mesmerizing sound

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