Departure

Carpe Diem #1421 desert (extreme haibun)

I stare at the garden. No rain has fallen. The earth splitting with cracks, the plants parched.  The only green a pear cactus. My heart aches.  A drop of moisture hits a dragon fly on the ground, Alas, only a remaining tear.

hardened ground
no hope blossoms with the sun
my soul a desert