They symbolise movement of life forward.. finally to sit and crave for their environs.. and they know.. stones know and wish they could feel too..or do they..
Is the moon enlightened by mere earthlings meanderings I wonder? You will have to let me know
Thanks for your visit on my page and your comment which I have reproduced here.. well my answer..
Who Knows.. but every thing is possible in world of thoughts..every thing..so why not.. Well my thanks for truly being there and contemplating and enquiring.. that's how the world of bautiful thoughts would expand..Let us continue to practice Happiness.. Don't forget to visit tomorrow.. it SUNDAY.. OSI DAY.. I will be pouring my heart out..
I like this haiku and I am sorry it took me so long to get to it! There is a strength and a power in old stone buildings. They hold memory longer than other places, it seems and they certainly have a longer history. I was trying to ascertain if the life of building itself was maintained by the fact that it had the power to call you home, and the call itself was the actual mode of escape. I can understand that. Here is a present for you. http://www.poetryfoundation.org/archive/print.html?id=181383 xoxo, Noelle
A friendly street light illuminates the dark path as does bright hellos! Just dropping in dears to say hello to all at Haiku my Heart, everyone in the haiku home, to say you are never far away from my thoughts those of you in the circle of friends in the birthplace of my ongoing love for small words with large meaning. Have a lovely weekend... love from foxysue Recuerda mi Corazon
Blossom of my loins laughter for a heavy heart chase away the day .... Today has been a heavy day, I have had a heavy heart, my haiku is late, load was lightened by laughter, sharing, caring For more haiku poetry visit Recuerda mi Corazon
The reflective image below is one taken of my south facing window, which is more like an altar to me because of the ever changing light that allows for embracing the moments of silent connection and praise. I take many photographs from this window as I marvel at the sun's energy to illuminate or in this case reveal through shadows and reflections. This image has been sitting in my file for sometime, it has a hidden message for me that I knew would one day surface... Heart broken open by the mystery of you... love stitches together. Gentle love rides pain like silken thread slips through jute spring balm for raw edge. Stitch with silken love the polarities of life embrace the mystery... Sending to Rebecca for healing... Haiku my Heart Recuerda mi Corazon
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Now don't be rash and go and live there.
Needs a lot of work :-)
right there beside you,
"little buddy".
xoxoxoxoxox,
rebecca
Happy Friday to you !
You will have to let me know
Thanks for your visit on my page and your comment which I have reproduced here.. well my answer..
Who Knows.. but every thing is possible in world of thoughts..every thing..so why not..
Well my thanks for truly being there and contemplating and enquiring.. that's how the world of bautiful thoughts would expand..Let us continue to practice Happiness.. Don't forget to visit tomorrow.. it SUNDAY.. OSI DAY.. I will be pouring my heart out..
whisper stories of boastful
knights, fierce battles lost
xoxo,
Noelle