We marveled at the Grand Canyon spectacular views. Against the massive giant rocks and lime stones, we are but a grain in the wind, a heartbeat in the sands. Yet, we have come here in Las Vegas to reconnect and cement our youthful school days. Like the river, some of us have aged well, swimming in the trials of our journeys. For some of us who have drowned in the scars of past abuse, we gather strength, filling our empty hearts with rivers of love. And finally, we recalled our 8 school friends who have gone to another journey. Through tears and laughter, we danced and sang the nights away. We are lucky to have this friendship: a river in sea of moving sands. Nourishing our bond in this short window of time - a sisterhood to cherish.
desert brush is deep
drum of silence, broken by flutter
of pinyon bird's blue wings
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Haibun Monday, Winds of Change, is hosted by Kanzensakura. I am back after my short trip to Las Vegas, USA for our girls reunion. This picture was taken from our trip to Grand Canyon last Friday. Thanks for your visits.