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national haiku day
By Kristen BalyeatPublished 5 months ago • Updated 5 months ago • 1 min read
my bald eagle buddy on whidbey island
sacred arch splits sky
piercing through a distant veil—
the eagle returns
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Our extended family's cabin on Whidbey Island is also home to a family of Bald Eagles. They chatter at us from the Cedars, dive in the Sound for salmon, and play around in their own wild way. It's a joy to share space with them.
About the Creator
Kristen Balyeat
Words fly to me on the wind, bump me as I'm strolling the city, splash me in the face while I rest by the river, and shake me awake in the middle of the night—I’m humbly one of the vessels they use to come to life.
Also, i love you:)
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