I sit in the garden at dusk, watching the sky change from turquoise to amber red gold. The silhouettes of the trees are in stark contrast, midnight black against a vivid palette. I take a sip of bold red wine- it’s a cabernet kind of day. Deep, dark, dry and mysterious.
There is a sadness within me for which I have no name. Is it my dear mother, holding my hand from heaven? Or my old soul, yearning again for the playful freedom that the young take for granted?
And then I know, it is love fading into the shadows.
queen of the night blooms stark white
Victoria hosts at dVerse
haibun Monday and inspires us to write about chijitsu meaning dusk and lingering day.
By Audrey from Central Pennsylvania, USA [CC BY 2.0], via Wikimedia Commons