But, with you, it’s Space.
These Four Walls Built for Just One,
Expand Endlessly.
I can count on youwhen the storms of life hit me…
Even if you don’t hear it, the song is on its way.
They say rivers run
Through it; yet they all need pause
Her words tame summer…
Brave scallop pilgrim,pushing down evening puddlesfed with mourning tears.
To try and honour this prompt: Haiku This! “Brave”
Life-force spills to grow,as ourselves, a twin soulship.Gauzy reverie!
triple haiku for my friend Zan