#Haiku Happenings #6: Janice’s latest #haibun for Heeding Haiku!
I travel back 300 years before my lifetime. I move in time but not in space staying rooted to this spot on earth. Who lives on this soil? What grows here? If I could, I would see the whole story unfold from the beginning. We are specks, our history a blip in billions of years.
full rainfall at last
how long will these trees thrive
on rock and clay?
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