Haibun

You spend so much time worrying about what's coming next that you don't leave space to enjoy what's here, now. Dread and hope are both orientations toward the future rooted in fantasy.

The sun shadows stripe
the white windowsill; dog at
my feet, all is well.

© Christine Salkin Davis, 2019

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