tanka

tanka--
small songs I sing
to join
my voice to other voices
hidden in the grass

Friday, January 27, 2017

labyrinth



sweeping
the labyrinth
with a broken broom
I gather at the center
a thousand winged seeds

~Skylark 3:2, winter 2015



2 comments:

  1. I like how you manage to go from a feeling of futility or even desolation to a sense of hope found at the core of one's being.

    Great photo too. Did you take it?

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  2. Thanks, Janet! Your interpretation is spot on. No, the photo is not mine--I just liked how it goes with the tanka!

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