A rush of wind. The aroma of evergreen and fresh grass. A sudden urge to move for the first time in how many lifetimes? And the first movement is always the hardest. Searing sunlight. Nearly two millenia in darkness burned away in a moment. Granite slabs like palace steps, looking so much more weatherworn … Continue reading An Exodus from the Cave: a #freeverse Friday (3/16/18) #writephoto #haibun