Haiku is my garden. I find stones, roses, butterflies there, moss rarely grows. With vigilance, a seeker can come away with an altered state of mind.
Alex has been driving today, I spent over six hours on the phone with him. I am a little spent.
I needed a post, this is a post. I might be back or not.
I hope all of you have a gracious evening.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan