For DVerse’s haibun Monday, we are writing about some aspect of waiting.
It was snowing before the flight back home. Anxious for takeoff, we waited while workers de-iced the plane. We knew it was to keep us safe, but it was hard to have patience. Soon enough, the plane began to fly.
So will I, even if encased in ice, learn to fly, despite needing to continue waiting.
Falling flakes of snow
Ground is white, and air is wide
Ere the dawning day