Fleeting Moments

The horizon is crimson beneath an azure sky…the children play and dance in a luscious, green meadow. A drizzle of rain descends, laden with glittering sunlight. The children's attention turns to the colourful  arc that has appeared overhead. Their grandma claps and names the hues from one to seven.

wave on wave
the wrinkles unfold
colours of joy

Drifting Sands Haibun, Issue 23, 2023 (Ed. Marion Clarke)

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