Even as we let go of that which no longer serves our hearts grow wings. ***** I am venturing into new territory, and have established
Unheralded, an apparition in white – wings enveloping, uplifting soul cries, voiceless, powerless – no pause on perfection she follows coastlines while I travel roads,
Even weeds reach for the sky, as if heaven holds a secret, as if liberation lies in the stars and the day’s passage into night
Man, possessed of mind, logic driving ambition – magic overlooked. (For Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku challenge: man & magic)
Black and white flashes disrupt the tangle of grey – heart-soaring sweetness.