Two Fire Waka
[Two waka in memory of those who
escaped California wildfires and
those who didn't make it out.
5,7,5,7,7]
A shower of stars?
Dry forest is ablaze now.
We wander blinded.
Ashen snow rains on our path
blocking hope to find our way.
Fire rains from above?
Fiery pink fish run upstream.
Doe races through brush,
she our guide on paths of fear,
our hopes in one direction.
Copyright © Carol Louise Moon | Year Posted 2023
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