Winter Sojourn

Silence surrounds me except for the chirp of a flitting red cardinal. From the blue sky, February’s sun filters through the leafless cypress and tupelo trees, imprinting the still waters with a kaleidoscope of browns and blues. I drift silently along, feeling a cool breeze and breathing nature’s scent.

winter swamp

a canoe slips through

earth-toned waters

©️Al W Gallia 2021

8 thoughts on “Winter Sojourn

  1. Lovely haibun and such beautiful imagery. Your piece draws the reader into the peaceful enjoyment of slipping through the swamp in a canoe. Thank you for joining in.

    1. Thank you, Eugenia, and I appreciate your comment greatly. I have been following your blogs for some time now and this weeks prompt caught me! Regards.

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