Day 247, Release

Day 247 (1 of 2)

~ Release ~

Waves crashing freely

Washed upon the sands of flesh

Reformed repurposed.



Be you, be humanities hand, be free, be beautiful and respectful of all life. Just believe that even if your purpose is not known, we all still have a voice, a song, a sirens wailing call. Piercing the raucous cry of the elements, carried on the winds that sweep the earth. Someone hears this voice someone understands your joy, your pain, your life. As though they were a distant reflection, displaced but never lost.

Today’s haiku speaks to rebirth.

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