HAIBUN CCCIII & HAIGA XXV: linger “No living language can be timeless. You might as well ask for a motionless river.” ~ C.S. Lewis in Letter To Malcolm ~
I once sat and waited for the first star to appear in the impending dusk. I watched as the sky spread like a golden eagle; then, with wings folded, took to nest in the cool of the evening. The glint of the unseen, seen. I stood and knew I was not alone.
trailhead — a story of my childhood in my children