My heart is heavy as I reflect on loss. Pain sears my soul. I cry; I weep; but then I remember my travels. I have visited many countries and my experience brings fresh understanding. Light and darkness are necessary components in human existence; joy must be accompanied by pain. Around the world, I have seen how nature responds in different ways to the inevitable. Night comes suddenly In the Indian ocean: someone flicks a switch and the light disappears. In England, evening is more gradual: daylight shimmers into the softer greys of dusk, then slips silently away. Later, as the sun sinks into the horizon, the sky is lit up with vibrant reds and oranges, tempered with pastel pinks and glowing gold. So it is with us. Grief cannot be switched off instantly: it must fade slowly with time.
my wounded heart
flutters like a moth as raw
emotion softly fades.
As mixed emotions and muted memories are painted across the canvas of our lives, our sense of sadness is tinged with precious moments that can never be forgotten. The beauty of the sunset does not prevent the night from falling, but darkness is preceded by a time of wonder.
memories of loved ones
sparkle like drops of dew caught
on a spider’s web.
One thought on “Day 9 of The Literal Challenge aka Like The Prose”
I think your haikus present more of a different aspect to the moment than mine did to my moment. I like it.