“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.
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