uncertain healing
the past cant move us. it just is a part of us. how big a part. now that is up to us. do you carry it with you or leave it to its own devices. a bit of both it seems. if you pick the scab you keep the wound. the quiet din of the present can heal you only if you care enough about it to forget it when it is over.
chasing me
down the street
wolf moon
Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #4: Michael Rehling’s #haibun 77!
Superb insight with powerful imagery. Nourishing indeed