Written for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai
This World Which Is Made of Our Love for Emptiness
Praise to the emptiness that blanks out existence. Existence:
This place made from our love for that emptiness!
Yet somehow comes emptiness,
this existence goes.
Praise to that happening, over and over!
For years I pulled my own existence out of emptiness.
Then one swoop, one swing of the arm,
that work is over.
Free of who I was, free of presence, free of dangerous fear, hope,
free of mountainous wanting.
The here-and-now mountain is a tiny piece of a piece of straw
blown off into emptiness.
These words I’m saying so much begin to lose meaning:
Existence, emptiness, mountain, straw:
Words and what they try to say swept
out the window, down the slant of the roof.
© Rumi
piece of straw
blown off into emptiness
a new beginning
© Chèvrefeuille
an ant turns
on an apple core
into my teacher
©Tournesol’17
Fabulous poems.
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Thank you so much:)
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Beautiful pair
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Thank you!
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Your haiku and last poem are delightful for this prompt. Well ✅ done!
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Thank you, Hélène.
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Awesome post Cheryl Lynn. What a beautiful tanka
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Thank you so much, Kristjaan 🙂
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Beautifully put.
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Thanks, Sue, glad you enjoyed it:)
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