Is “yesterday” just an illegitimate construct that we apply at our convenience to the calcified remains of our aggregated past? Stubs of history that we use as tent pegs to support the waterproof shelter that we hope will shield us from the heat and storms of “tomorrow”?
Does the unbroken continuum of time lend itself to being sliced at will into portions we can comprehend and consume, topped with wedges of stone fruit we conjure in our present.
Should we, you and I, as indestructible fourteen billion year old stardust, pausing for breath in ever expanding space…should we really measure our journey in terms of time?
black wings took flight
before the dawn
of the first morning
Brilliantly beautiful .. the questions our journey poses in an endless mystery … your haiku is exquisite.
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Thanks so much Bastet 🙂
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Altogether wonderful!
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Thank you Rosemary 🙂
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I love the way your fabulous haiku answers all the questions posed before it, simply and elegantly. Time is the bane of our existence.
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Thank you Kelly.
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So beautiful, and an utterly gorgeous haiku!!!!!!
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Thanks so much Sherry.
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Very deep and profound. We are indeed as old as the universe and just as indestructible. As Bjorn said, you took it to a whole new level.
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Thank you. Appreciate your comment very much.
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No, we should not measure our journey in terms of time. Time is a man-made measurement just so we won’t be late for appointments and such but as far as our lives go, we’ll never be able to measure its infinite duration. 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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“Stubs of history that we use as tent pegs to support the waterproof shelter that we hope will shield us from the heat and storms of “tomorrow”
We do cling to them, don’t we? Great piece
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Thank you 🙂
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Powerful haiku, masterful haibun; love it when you wax metaphysical–many of the sentiments resonate strongly with my own POV.
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Thank you Glenn, glad it worked 🙂
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Wonderful! your last stanza put me in mind of TS Eliot’s Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock…how he began to measure his life by coffee spoons….Indeed, why should we? the short verse at the end is stunning and brings the prose to another deeper level.
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Thank you. It’s nice to put everything in perspective once in a while, keeps it real I suppose!
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I really enjoyed this. It provoked a lot of thought and was a wonderful example for me to learn from. Thank you.
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Thank you. Glad it helped.
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Ah.. time..
ignorant construct
of creation now
by ‘rocket
scientists’
who rarely
seeandor
Live
Now..
Equation
humans
silly time..
Time for
people who measure
now greater or less
than now..
it shouldn’t
take a
rocket
scientist
to measure
that
paradox
in measure..
Scientists breathe
heads
stuck up cLocks..
Science and those
who practice it are
fine as long as they
realize they
are only
relative
to
NOW..
Relative
Free WiLL
only lives now..:)
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Stunning, though-provoking! And the haiku really made the entire piece cohesive.
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Thanks so much Grace.
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Beautiful, thought provoking and inspirational. You wrote something with depth and meaning while exerciseing your extensive talent. I so much enjoyed this.
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Thank you Myrna…appreciate your comment very much.
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We like to count, to be in control…and the haiku is answering your question: ‘black wings took flight
before the dawn’ ~ nicely balanced haibun.
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Thank you…totally agree with you on the control we want…
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I don’t think any journey can be measured in terms of time. Better that it be measured by the richness along the way.
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That last stanza gave me pause….a very deep reflection of our life’s journey ~ The haiku of black wings taking flight gave me hope for wherever the journey may lead to ~
Thanks for participating in our Haibun Monday ~
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Thanks so much Grace… already looking forward to the next one.
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I love the philosophical take here.. I think you have gone beneath and beyond Kahlil’s quote.. and the haiku is such a well balanced addition. The way you pose the questions is to some extent providing answers while keep my horizon’s expanding.
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Thank you Bjorn, appreciate your comment.
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I love that haiku. It is magical. The haibun is profound.
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Thank you Suzanne..glad you liked it 🙂
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the haiku is beautiful….really love how the soft glimmer of light makes its appearance melting darkness…
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Thanks so much Sumana
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