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| courtesy google image: by Khalil Gibran |
Monday, 5 October 2015
Towards Light
This life is a child’s play with a doll
house, at least for me. I had been playing like the luminous clouds hiding the
sun, like the lunar smile outshining the sequined sky. Everyone is my playmate.
I have played through squabbles and reconciliation, dislike and love. Like a
river dancing along its banks and rushing seaward I’ve touched and been touched
even by those whom I haven’t met and flowing towards the infinite with the hope
of Seeing Thou, my ultimate Playmate. My doll’s house is broken though and the doll gone. Yet play is
not done.
The past a thin mist
I sit by the radiant path
Eyes towards a light
The quote I chose: Yesterday is but today’s memory, and tomorrow is today’s
dream
Posted for Haibun Monday 2 @ dVerse
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Oh the sadness in a broken dollhouse without a doll.. You bring tears to my eyes.. really strong haibun, I hope there is yet many sources of light for you.
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful! I especially like the dancing river, and the haiku.
ReplyDeleteThis is so evocative of Tagore. Beautiful haibun. Playful, yet wise.
ReplyDeleteI see the spiritual connection you always make with your posts... It's a difficult thing to write about..you do it well.
ReplyDeleteLovely haiku.
ReplyDeleteThis is very touching, Sumana. Speaks to the fact that we have to go on living even after 'the doll' is gone. Thankfully, the light still remains and there are others who touch one on the journey homeward. Loved the haiku -- I see a person on the path with views of past and future.
ReplyDeleteI specially love this part:
ReplyDeleteMy doll’s house is broken though and the doll gone. Yet play is not done.
And that haiku line, eyes towards the light, speaks of hope and love ~ Thanks for participating in our Haibun Monday ~
I love the positive thoughts and being open again to play....to light.
ReplyDeleteBreathtaking haibun, Sumana.
Sumana, this is beautiful and touching. A broken, empty doll house is such a sad image. But there's hope in this writing too. And that's what will sustain you. Your faith will too. Through your words, I sense your strength.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully told.
ReplyDeleteA play.. a liFe..
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Beautifully and spiritually written. The senryu at the end sums it all up so wonderfully. Spencer is Kanzensakura
ReplyDeleteMost of us lose the doll, & find the doll house in need of repair, but I agree that the inner child, the playfulness can remain. Very touching
ReplyDeletehaibun & lovely dark yet hopeful haiku.
A lovely comparison of life as play...yes, I believe it is. I love that your eyes are turned toward the light. That's all you need.
ReplyDeleteThis is absolutely breathtaking, Sumana. The broken dollhouse, the doll gone......."I sit by the radiant path". And you shine.
ReplyDeleteI kinda took the broken dollhouse line as even though things happen in life, you still play on and live on. maybe I am reading it wrong but that is how it struck me.
ReplyDeleteHope reigns!
ReplyDeleteLovely haibun.. I love the phrase "This life is a child’s play with a doll house". Even for me it is.. Nice one..
ReplyDeleteI sit by the radiant path
ReplyDeleteEyes towards a light
One is ever hopeful that there is light at the end of the tunnel!
Hank
Yes, always towards the light. I liked the promise in this, drawing me deeper. None of us play enough, do we? Even with our sadness...
ReplyDeleteI love this line, " the lunar smile outshining the sequined sky. " such a positive beautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteAn eloquent haibun. "My doll’s house is broken though and the doll gone. Yet play is not done." ... so tender and poignant.
ReplyDeleteWow,this is beautiful. The sadness,the pain,the heart break. I can feel what you felt. Very well done
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