Friday, March 09, 2012

Haiku My Heart - A Redux

I've reposted here, a photo and haiku from 2007.  Lately, I've been thinking of the choices we make depending on the time and circumstances of our life.  When we are young and idealistic, the tendency is to make the great sacrifices when great tragedy visits us.

As we grow older and life has taught us some lessons, we learn restraint and caution; we learn that there are other ways to join with family and friends without uprooting ourselves.

Four and a half years ago, this photo held the meaning of tragedy that comes with too early death.  It signified idealism and sacrifice.  Today it remains that and more.  Now it is joined by wisdom won by suffering, prayer, and the struggle to keep hope alive.



Winter's light blanket
Hillside sleeps beneath its weight
Past turns to future

For more Haiku my Heart, please click HERE.

15 comments:

Beth said...

So Beautiful!
xoxo

Kimberly said...

Past turning to future.... what a lovely and poignant way of reminding us of that endless turning of the wheel of time, with its heart aches and pleasures that spiral together in memory.

Stephanie said...

A young death is never easy...even revisited I am sure.

I am smiling at your post below, I had not heard of chilacayote before I was in San Miguel a couple of years ago...I love this veggie!
x..x

Karen said...

Bittersweet musings.

foxysue said...

Your haiku brings comfort in this sometimes harsh life, thanks for sharing.

Sue x

Lea said...

Off in the distance... I can see my footprints in the dusting of snow... beautiful Annie, your words, photo, and haiku invoke so many different emotions... I am so thankful for your sweet spirit... XO

Dawn Elliott said...

I love...past turnes to future. It makes me think wondeful and hopeful thoughts today!

deb did it said...

May you feel comfort and peace

ArtMuseDog and Carol said...

well done ~ just like 'diamonds' ~ we must go through the process to see our light ~ namaste, carol ~ thanks ~ Happy Weekend ^_^

gma said...

Beautiful photograph. No matter how long it has been in the past you never get over the death of a child.

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Grieving is not easy work, but it is holy work, and as we do it, healing comes.

For Sister Moon

Chèvrefeuille said...

Wonderfully composed. The haiku and photo are in perfect balance. Take the time to grieve, time is on your side.

rebecca said...

holding you close with compassion and bright hope. your photograph and haiku are hauntingly beautiful, as is this circle of life we all share, challenged both in shadow and light.

Jeanie said...

What a beautiful and thoughtful post. And how wonderful to look at your past work and find how it both changes and remains the same. Lovely.

Sandy said...

Again, a touching beautiful post and photograph. (((Annie)))