Day 12 ~ 31 Haiku in Search of a Voice ~

Pink morning ribbons
Untie the moon and let go
While trussing the sun.

As I stepped outside very early yesterday morning, the first thing I saw were pink ribbons of clouds floating, silently floating, as if in a quiet celebration of daylight. I thought they must be here to untie the moon and catch onto the sun. Ah, ah! These pink clouds were, just maybe, a Haiku in Search of a Voice!