“Red sky in morning, sailor take warning.”

That may be. We risk the coming storm, nevertheless. The risen sun pierces the massed cumulus that threaten the fierce deluge to come, as though it honors our courage. Perhaps it does.

We have faced torrents before. We will do so again, as we always have.

Together.

winter day

you fingers entwine mine

at the summit

for Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt: New #writephoto

and Ronovan Writes’ #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #241 Storm&Fierce