Day Moon

 

‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all …       

-Emily Dickinson

From dawn to dusk, the sun shines and gleams through the window curtains, the breeze whispers with musical notes, the river flows with a gentle murmur, waves tenderly kiss the shore, the mountain sits in its saintly posture, and birds fill the routes in the sky. The clouds float with usual gaiety and stars wink with twinkling lights.

Children recount playing on the school ground, spending time in the park, and visiting museums and zoos with their grandparents.

daybreak…

from a window opening

the child 

wishes the butterfly

freedom of a renewed journey

Contemporary Haibun Online, 18.2, 2022 (Ed. Tish Davis)

https://contemporaryhaibunonline.com/cho-18-2-table-of-contents/pravat-kumar-padhy-day-moon/