Haiku In My Quiver

This ocean into
Which I wade slowly, swallows
My fear, in its love.


I accept I am
Written differently than
Those average most.


Death, we avoid it,
But in the air, food, water,
We taste it, consume.


The calendar turns
Another time dated, gone,
Life passing – away.


The light rises bright
But only a thimbleful
Against Autumn night.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

I will believe these challenges are only a small inconvenience given to produce determination and strength. Will you believe you are destined to succeed in abundance? I can only do so, else hope evaporates.

Author: Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

My life has gone through some rapid changes of which I had no control so I am now trying to find new purpose and meaning. There is an adventure in this and I am excited to move forward.

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