It was the hardest but at the same time, the most beautiful part of her life. What is for sure, that was the most powerful period one could even imagine.

Seasons rotate and time has no mercy. Years make wrinkles on her face and each passing year leaves inerasable scars on her body.

Winter on a doorstep reminds her about the transience of everything.

Those who have gone once, never return back.

november full moon ~
a gaze high up to the sky
in vain, my dear child

Linked to Haibun Monday: Being But Human

4 thoughts on “53011

  1. There’s always a sense of wonder when one gazes at the moon, no matter season or age, good times or bad. I love the way you’ve written the second paragraph – it could be a human, planet Earth or the moon herself.

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