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Sunday, January 31, 2016
Life Is Beautiful..
Haiku Horizons - Slow
Shared with Haiku My Heart..
A white bird merges
with a fading white Moon;
a slower heart-beat
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A slower heart beat
makes my morning move slower;
life is beautiful
The black silhouette of a bird merges with the black mountains. What transpires thither I know not. Whether the bird plunged to its death or to mountain's embrace, the story I know not. All that I know is the pink and orange glowing Sun comes out every morning in all its glory from the point where the black bird got killed or was united with its purpose. When the luminence comes it wipes out of existence the story of Yesterday's dull evening. And again life is beautiful.
Beautiful write up you have put here that pulled this words out of hearts long forgotten corridors, lighting them and making them accessible again Regards RM
as it always is.... and so is the Haiku.. :-) beautiful..
ReplyDeleteThanks Archana!! For always being there to encourage. RS:)
DeleteDitto ditto... the world works on reciprocation and collaboration my friend... so thank you for your support always too :-)
DeleteThat's indeed a thoughtful haiku :)
ReplyDeleteCheers
yes dear friend, life is beautiful-especially when you are near. welcome home dear ramesh.
ReplyDeleteThanks Rebecca! You have a way with words.. My gratitude for providing the space like Haiku My Heart...
DeleteGlad your life is beautiful:)
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ReplyDeleteThe black silhouette of a bird merges with the black mountains.
ReplyDeleteWhat transpires thither I know not. Whether the bird plunged to its death or to mountain's embrace, the story I know not.
All that I know is the pink and orange glowing Sun comes out every morning in all its glory from the point where the black bird got killed or was united with its purpose.
When the luminence comes it wipes out of existence the story of Yesterday's dull evening.
And again life is beautiful.
Beautiful write up you have put here that pulled this words out of hearts long forgotten corridors, lighting them and making them accessible again
Regards
RM
Yes, it is all about today's Sun.. Lovely thought.
DeleteStay blessed!!