My haibun/haiku is based on this beautiful quote from mr cummings.
“Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.”
― E.E. Cummings
I plod, yes that’s what I am doing at this very minute, plodding, head cast down, thoughts on you and your current suffering.
Its early this summers morning and already I feel the days heat gathering momentum, the perspiration forming along my brow from climbing the slightest of rises and avoiding the paths that are overgrown and slowing disappearing from logical sight.
You were distraught when I last saw you, torn between two impossibilities as a new life opened and just as the spring that is around the corner you have been offered a new life, a revitalisation that up until recent days seemed as remote as an ocean voyage.
I ponder this as I walk along the well-worn morning pathways. I hear a ping and see you have written. Words reassuring, filled with the light only you provide me. My step is changed and I skip a little content you are ok that nature has not dealt you to savage a blow.
feeling down and out
early morning summer doubts
stepping freely now
Written for: http://dversepoets.com/2016/02/15/haibun-monday-7/