Haibun: This Breeze

“This breeze!” announcing to herself.

As hot as it’s been, this specific breeze brought her trek to a stop. Palms pushed out, head tipped back, she turned into this redemptive breeze that asked her where her anxiety of the week hid, scoped it up, and took it off into the winds. 

Her sweat soaked body tingled, rewarding her for her patience.


river rock pastels:
muted color eggshells, shore held.
summer heat still swells


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