#NaPoWriMo, Challenges by Sarah, Haibun, Poetry by Sarah

The Skypath

The whispers of rocks echo in clinks and bangs. The stones chitter in reply, “Here she comes“. Blades of grass crackle underfoot. Dying. She doesn’t realise they are screaming, breathing their last, at the mercy of her boots. The hiking stick she leans on groans as it bears her weight, supporting her every step. It laments its cosy place nestled amongst the leaves and silently curses her for taking it so far from home. Its knotted eye imagines a ladder to take her skyward, towards the light she so desperately seeks. The voices of nature warn that it’s just an illusion, but the haze beckons her on.

Seek what light you will.
Heed the signs along the way.
Don’t give dreams away.

By Sarah ©2019

#NaPoWriMo – Day 17, 2019; and also, Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille – Voices of Nature

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