I just sit upon a writing desk, and write. And then, I tell stories. Legends of long ago.
Love all the sense in that absent sun..
Ha! Very cool use of the haiku's brevity to get that feel of the sun's indifference.
The sun prefers company as nature determines. Wonderful write Ninot Ma'ám!Hank
good wonder !
The sun didn't appear the day I was there...but I preferred York in soft Gray...
Who am I to say? ♥
Share with me your thoughts - and friendship !