What life tears apart nature mends – cyclical flow, divinely decreed. (For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: rip/mend) Image from personal collection. Advertisements
Tag: healing
Crusader’s Return
This exile – self-imposed, I confess – wears thin with age. Too many winters braving the cold – heart’s frozen rebellion against Father’s tireless raving,
Stewing Nostalgic
We devour old times – two clouded, broken-eyed, cat and dog – fishing sacred out of vast champagne night. I may linger, eat air, an
Desert
Take me to the desert with mountains at our side, walk with me in shadows, let nature be our guide We’ll stroll amongst the cacti,
Resilience
Purpose – much coveted, despair-driven – has returned. Energy – motivation to proceed – building. Willingness – once vibrant, now constrained – resists. Chasms –
Moss
The past clings, like moss, nurtured by tears unshed, like sap untapped, warps minds, sense of self, craves perceptional shift – a vernal appreciation for
