Easter Haibun
I This snowstorm in the Sierras rages oh so silently around us. Mountains disappear, white in fear, but we walk joyfully with our tongues out. II snowflake lost in the crowd alights to nest on my shoulder
I This snowstorm in the Sierras rages oh so silently around us. Mountains disappear, white in fear, but we walk joyfully with our tongues out. II snowflake lost in the crowd alights to nest on my shoulder
