Random late night thought,
or a longing for my soul,
on your mind atleast.
Linking with Haiku Horizons : Late
or a longing for my soul,
on your mind atleast.
Linking with Haiku Horizons : Late
On the Summer Solstice, light reaches its zenith—yet the turning has already begun. This haiku reflects on that fleeting pause between ascen...
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.