Haibun: Dry Wash
Miles into their hike, she stands at the dried up wash. Carved into the loose desert facade by a once torrent of water, it now is a sun baked dry. She looks at her daughter who is interested in this too.
She says calmly, “When the water needed a place to go, the earth gave this path to the water. It did what it was supposed to do. And now we have this memory of it.”
Her daughter smiles, content with the explanation.
With that, she says, “Okay, now let’s keep moving.”
now just a dry bed
where water once said, “freedom!”
rainless desert spring
https://andhaiku.blogspot.com/2019/05/dry-wash.html
She says calmly, “When the water needed a place to go, the earth gave this path to the water. It did what it was supposed to do. And now we have this memory of it.”
Her daughter smiles, content with the explanation.
With that, she says, “Okay, now let’s keep moving.”
now just a dry bed
where water once said, “freedom!”
rainless desert spring
https://andhaiku.blogspot.com/2019/05/dry-wash.html
