Radiance

One day he greeted me by taking me hushingly by the hand and pulling me outside, where we both stood to breathe deeply with a multitude of crows. Years later, hosts of all sizes bring him back to life, back home, back to the living, back to me.

early winter’s sun
sparkling in the dusky sky
geese overhead

This is my response to this post from Hive account@hive-161465, The Blockchain Poets Community. A haibun was requested, and a haibun it is. It's been so long since I wrote one of these, or even a haiku! Thank you Hive account@moeknows for making the request, and to those of you who have read it.

_{How delighted I am to have found the perfect image!}