An achievement worth celebrating, that giant step, the impossible dream realised. Yet closer to my heart is that first step on the trail of tears, the bamboo raft setting out across the world ocean of a flat earth, the hundred mile walk across a desert carrying a sick child, cattle trucks rattling to foul death, all journeys of a lifetime, a death, an inspiration.
Moonprints
in undisturbed dust
reminding us that where we tread
a trace remains—
tread softly.
Feeling over the Moon 😉
I’m distinctly underwhelmed.
Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #5: Jane Dougherty’s latest #tankaprose!
Thank you, Frank 🙂
My pleasure, Jane! 🙂
🙂
Well done Jane!
Thank you, Dwight. I’d never say it in public, this is just between you and me, but it was a race, the US won. Time to stop the self-congratulation maybe, the race is over.
Ha Ha! …Only time will tell!!
I won’t hold my breath 🙂
This is lovely, Jane. A thoughtful rebuke, but gentle like a lullaby. 🙂
I’m glad you didn’t think it was out of order. It was a great achievement, but we all know it was only to stop the Russians doing it first.
🙂