Longing (Tanka)

I watch feathers drift
On unseen air like seagulls
Seeking a new home
But there’s no pond large enough
The ocean their sole abode

18 thoughts on “Longing (Tanka)

      1. Perhaps kind in your eyes but true in mine. I owe many warm-hearted mornings to reading your words. Coffee is still right at the top of list too though ; ) Wishing you a good day…

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