Those
were days of metamorphosis, our days of butterflies, under the roof of a
saintly school. The big tree near the gate, how we tried to embrace it to
measure how big it was, its small leaves and feather-like flowers; under it we
crafted many stories and talked without purpose, laughed for the fun of it,
nurtured friendship for all coming seasons. To bring a piece of my school home,
fetched many seeds and nurtured at home. One of the seed carried all thoughts
and a decade later it was a huge tree nesting the dreams and many birds, with
whom all thoughts flew free. Rainy days spilled magic with the lush tree
bearing drops of life in every leaf. Evenings had the serene look of a tree
sleeping with droopy leaves as if they were meditating for a new dawn. Spirit
of freedom and life was so huge that the wall beside cracked, and so they cut
down a decade of many lives and dreams. Birds flew away.
love
kindles
no
shadow and no shape
the
sun bright
Written for dVerse haibun prompt...couldn't post on time.
I hope this will go with the "seeding" prompt....words too have that spirit. Thanks.
I hope this will go with the "seeding" prompt....words too have that spirit. Thanks.
Oooooo. I was riding this poem happily thinking so seeds are planted and are blessed, when my hopes were cut down for a wall! Thank you for the reminder in your Haiku that material things pass, but I cannot help thinking how often this has been done to nations of people and sacred lands. Devastating beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteIa m grateful you enjoyed the poem.........this tree was symbolic and a real story behind it too...the tree part of it is true........ thank you!
DeleteExcellent Haibun. I love the haiku. Love is love, and love is bright! A wonderful inspiration here.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Mary.......
Deleteoh how sad there in the end. that it was cut down...hopefully those dreams and the love live beyond the tree...perhaps in death it found freedom to reach even further...this would work for the prompt today as well...so link it in later....nice haibun
ReplyDeleteThanks Brian...I'll link this... Smiles..
ReplyDeleteoh it is tough when a decade of love and joy has to be cut down... so sad
ReplyDeleteyes....and thanks ......
DeleteLove always shines!
ReplyDeleteoh...they cut it down. Gosh I could just see it there holding all those dreams and memories. A gorgeous haibun.
ReplyDeleteAs a metaphor of the friendship the cutting down of the tree was the saddest reminder of what sometimes have to be done,,, the haiku balance your wonderful prose perfectly. A beautiful haibun.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the hopeful and happy tone of your haibun, and the haiku ties it perfectly.
ReplyDeleteHow wonderful. I love the haibun and you acquited yourself so well.
ReplyDeleteLove this, thanks for joining in and a two-for-one is always a nice treat!
ReplyDeleteWell the ending was unexpected because the old tree had to be cut down ~ I love the title, personification of the tree and haiku ~ Beautiful work ~
ReplyDeleteIt does certainly does sreeja! It's a shame that it must be brought down Wonderful write!
ReplyDeleteHank
I imagine each leaf held a story...How lovely to sit beneath its boughs, but to have it cut down brings such sorrow. Beautiful, poignant piece.
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