Haiku, Number Two
No separation
micro and macro are one
your pain is my pain
Am I different here?
Maybe more detached, less caught
more space to be me
So many perspectives
Your view, my view, the view
open sky teaching
Horrific war news,
will suffering never end?
Crushed hearts find a way
So many hearts break
misguided by fear,
Trust is elusive
A child's cry haunts me
I wait for the soothing voice
Tender refuge: love
Trusting the flow here
unfolding nature with heart
Birds soar with vast grace
Misunderstanding
Crossed wires or just my mind?
Fruit falls to the ground
My fluid routine
seeking meaning in structure
Watching my mind stream
Ordinary love
taste of sweet chai on my tongue
nothing else, just this
Ordinary life,
too much thinking mucks it up
Pause and feel your feet
Grief lives deep inside
no valid denial now,
human destiny
Interconnection
in Nature we find refuge
death of solid self
If grief had a face
I would kiss it tenderly
we crave to be seen
It's very deep and interesting at the same time dear Nancy. I feel all of your mixed emotions.
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