stalling with purpose (haibun)

They set sail early in the morning leaving Venice- en-Québec to meet friends in Vermont for a picnic. He steered the cat keeping the mainsail taut. There was a soft breeze in the morning at barely ten knots but by noon it had dropped. They might not get to Grand Isle in time. He lowered the sail and leaned back and let her tack the jib searching patiently for a puff here and there. For the first time in years, the children were at their grandparents and they were finally able to talk without interruptions.

couple sets sail
nature whispers softly
lagging with a purpose
the cosmos grants a still day
soulmates connecting


Carpe Diem #1114 Arrival (at Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port)



2 thoughts on “stalling with purpose (haibun)”

    1. Thanks, those were treasured moments when the children were little. And yes, the walk along the road to Santiago needs to be done with awareness. I am enjoying the book I received this week


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