I cannot be an eagle, though I wish to fly high
I am blessed with a penetrating vision that cuts through veils and layers of deception. Yet, what I see is an adversary, not a prey.
Shedding feathers is painful, as the stories about eagles plucking feathers in isolation say. They rebirth and live for another 30 years. Extraneous foliage needs to go, if my soul has to emerge.
it takes rare courage to amputate parts of soul let the light shine through
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I like the thought of the plucking of feathers as a rebirth.. we all need to prune ourselves to stay vibrant and soar.
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Thank you, Bjorn!
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Well written Reena!
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Thank you so much!
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Reena – I just learned about this when I was researching eagles for the prompt… It’s a painful image!
-David
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Yes. It is. Thanks for the effort, Ben!
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A powerful eagle metaphor, Reena, and an incisive haiku.
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Thank you, Kim!
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That is a soul searing haiku, Reena!
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A soulful Thank you, Punam!
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You are welcome.
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I didn’t know that about eagles shedding their feathers. You turned this into a powerful metaphor!
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http://mnbound.com/eagle-blog/2012/5/16/the-rebirth-of-the-eagle-story.html#:~:text=Feathers%20are%20replaced%20throughout%20an,its%20feathers%20at%20one%20time.&text=The%20process%20requires%20that%20the,and%20sit%20on%20it's%20nest.
Thank you, Ingrid!
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Thanks Reena!
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Fantastic poem Reena
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Thank you so much, Sadje!
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You’re welcome my friend
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Stunning take on the prompt, Reena. I agree with Frank and love your first-person take.
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Thank you, Franci!
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So powerful! You carried the metaphor so well. “To amputate parts of soul” what a great line!
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Thank you, Jay! Amputation is done when a sick part obstructs healthy life.
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Fascinating thoughts on the soul. Well penned.
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Thank you, Beverly!
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for every loss
another door opens
silver linings
abound
hear the sound
of a miracle
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Sometimes those parts are really blocking the light that would take us forward. Love the haiku. Great post!
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Recognising those parts is a journey by itself.
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Yes, sometime very daunting!
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Beautifully said.
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Thank you so much!
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Managing the soul is a lifetime chore. I like to believe it is eternal–that there is more beyond the beyond.
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I do believe in that. It is torturous to not remember past journeys, yet live the consequences of those.
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Oh my goodness this is a powerful response to the prompt! The haiku is breathtaking for me…..if you were sitting next to me you would have heard a “wow” escape from my lips!
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Can you hear a Thank you with a broad smile? ☺️
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I love your use of first-person in this one. You vividly portray the pain of transformation. Brava, Reena!
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Thank you, Frank!
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Reality can’t avoid pain can it.
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Acceptance does.
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There are some things I cannot accept, with the understanding pain results.
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Acceptance is not easy.
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