I love haiku. They are difficult to write so I do admire poets who write them. They say so much with so little. Sometimes less is truly more.
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Haiku – “Echoes” (poetic thought by George-B)
This is a beautiful haiku. Inside of us lives an entire world. What are the echoes that we can still hear? Thich Nhat Hanh in Reconciliation: Healing the Inner Child we carry our ancestors with us. If I stop and listen, I can hear them.
Haiku – “Echoes” (poetic thought by George-B)
Inside the shell
Lived an entire ocean:
Echoes can still be heard…
Weekly Photo Challenge: What the Folk Art These?
This is one of those re-blogs that needs little in the way. Have a happy Monday.
Wish
My comment is short to match the short haiku which is powerful and needs to be soaked in.
Greatest Rewards – A Tanka
I wonder where trust vital and is the fabric of our relationships is. And, then I look around and see it is there; I just have to work harder at drawing it out. If I don’t, I destroy all that I treasure. Well said Dom.
Life’s greatest rewards
Friendship, love, marriage, children
So easily lost
Succumbing to deadly sin
Destroys all that we treasure
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Intervene
Some days we caught in the bureaucratic malaise and forget that rules need to be bent or even broken for the sake of people particularly children and others who are unable to defend themselves. People are not numbers and need to be treated differently than that. We lose ourselves in catch phrases like I hear what you are saying. Did you hear what I did not say? Or, we need to be proactive here. Do we see the decline in our organizations because proactive not the same as shake up the established order. With courage, we can intervene.
Should all the world be monkey-do
And turn a royal purple hue,
Don’t let the voting colour you,
If you have heart of green;
.
Head and shoulders through your shroud,
Now rise above the madding crowd,
Dare to live, and live out loud,
With courage, intervene.
Barriers to love
This is a beautiful quote from Rumi. What barriers have I built that prevent love from showing up? What can I do to take the barriers down?
12 Steps To Happness
This is a great graphic that needs to be shared many times. It summarizes many of the wisdom traditions of the world into 12 steps. It does not make them easier to achieve, but it makes them visible and touchable. Thank you Eddie Two Hawks.
The Child in Me
What if I could just lay outside with grass as my green carpet and the sky replete with clouds as my ceiling? We leave childhood behind so easily?
I lay on green carpet shaggy–
Enrobed in leaves’ greenery;
Silent words breezily whispered–
Bluest blue ceiling revealed;
Cotton batten shapes dance–
Oh, just for me this day!
Night arrives–
The sky wrapped in ebony–
Distant neon signs wink–
Moon’s maternal smile–
Each welcomes–
Just me, this night!
A child’s heart, a child’s mind;
Paints precious images–
Hold close;
Do not let them fade–
Close eyes:
Priceless memories, just for me!
clouds open the heart to heaven
Mimi at Waiting for the Karma Truck re-blogged this beautiful post from Make Believe Boutique. It is a wonderful story about the things we tend to overlook in life. The Rumi quote is a great opening. Have an extraordinary day. Enjoy the ordinary.
Open The Window In The Center Of Your Chest,
And Let The Spirits Fly In And Out.
……Rumi
finding clouds in our deep unfolding
I step outside into a bracing morning. The day is almost too blue; the air is so clear that is seems alive. Far above me, the clouds march in celestial cadence across the sky. Years ago I used to drive a cab for a living. There was a blind woman I used to pick up. She was taciturn, proper, almost British in her sense of propriety and reserve. And though she seldom talked, we gradually became friends. One day I asked her what one thing she would wish to see if, for only one minute, she could have the gift of sight. She smiled and thought a moment. Then, she said, ‘Clouds.’ The answer surprised me. ‘Why clouds?’ I asked. ‘Because I can’t imagine them,’ she…
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