It is incredibly peaceful, but lonely out here. There was a purpose to my life, and a purpose to my death. But now what? I always knew that I would reach here someday.
Yet, something pulls me back to the people I love. I am not sure if I expressed myself fully. Does my wife know that I still yearn to be with her? Does my dad know that I have forgotten and forgiven the teenage conflicts with him? I ran out of time ….. I ran out of time. My formless, rudderless existence has no axis to rotate around.
Life is a journey of yearnings and seeking fulfilment. Death is a journey of yearnings, till…….
the earth will rotate
flowers will bloom, stars will shine
peace won’t be mine
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Such longing in the ending of that haiku, especially after the fresh beauty of the first lines…
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Thanks! The theme was sad. Ultimately, this is an imagined state based on what they missed out on. We don’t know…
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Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #9: Reena Saxena’s latest #haibun!
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Thank you, Frank!
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My pleasure 😇 Reena!
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A very enjoyable read, Reena.
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Thanks!
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