nose melting away

mountain vows you are Sunner

Summer’s some other

While life seems to be slipping away from closed fists, more hopeful things are happening elsewhere. Winter writes ice haikus on mountains and Summer willingly gives them away to the lakes. Lakes send cloud haikus back to the sky and Monsoons again give them away to the lakes. Seasoned so, we learn …life never ceases in reality. So do haikus. Metamorphosis!

My haiku says she would rather have an apostrophe.

What a catastrophe has been averted!

Have a haikuful day 🙂