We always reach for the next big thing.
A place to belong and some meaning to bring.
A cause to campaign for, a light on the scene.
Contentment is something to get, not to be.
We reach for the brass ring, while dawn breaks–unseen!
My response to Björn’s Quadrille prompt using the word “dawn.” Come join us, read, and comment at dVerse.
Wind howls through my mind,
tearing a treacherous path,
driving, destroying, demolishing…
The calm, cultivated landscape
erodes before me.
What can this mean?
A breeze speaks whisperingly
of a land too close to see.
And through the howling wind,
Quadrille, 44 words excluding title, containing some form of “whisper.” This one also goes for De’s challenge of “whisperingly.” Try your own and enjoy others at dVerse.
“The time has come,” the Walrus said,
“To talk of many things:”*
And talk is all we do;
No wonder we don’t change a thing!
The fear of time and time of fear
Strings us along a string.
The time is now, and now’s the time
To act upon the scene!
*Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872
Written for Lillian’s prompt, “Timing is everything!” at dVerse.
I’ve been to a temple, a grand cathedral, and not noticed its splendor. Yes, so unaware was I that in the face of beauty, I saw nothing unusual. I’ve been there so often that I pass it by, heedless of what really happens within its walls. But today, or so it seems, the temple veil is lifted! And I see the beauty, the splendor, the blessing of this temple and cathedral that is mine.
bliss of nature shines
Spirit taking form in me
as body temple
Written for Toni’s Haibun Monday Free for All at dVerse.