Waves Haiku 33
Majestic crashes
wild waves grind rocks into sand
time makes us human
Majestic crashes
wild waves grind rocks into sand
time makes us human
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That’s really starting to look arctic now. Do you go through a yearly period of darkness where you are?
Our daylight hours run the gamut from 18 hours of sunlight that we were having when we moved her in July to I am told about as few as four hours in the deepest part of winter. And in between are a lot of cloudy, gray days. But, even that has its own beauty.
Such a profound haiku!! I love it.
Thank you.
You’re welcome!