perhaps the same bird
sang holy through both our hearts
frigid black morning
some mornings
when i am late to open the haiku doors
i wonder if you can feel me sitting here, deep in thought
ferreting words.
not so much to express my "self"
but rather
to find myself a part of something far greater;
for you
are the holy song
tying all our hearts together.
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I must have felt you Rebecca... and I come running back to the haiku circle after a long blog-break. It's lovely to find you here so I can send you a big hug from over the ocean. Enjoy your weekend dear one!
Posted by: Marit | February 15, 2013 at 07:27 AM
but without you Rebecca, the seamstress, how would our quilt be stitched together???
Posted by: Laura Hegfield | February 15, 2013 at 07:28 AM
So true, Rebecca...today I was roused from my slumber to come and find you, but you hadn't posted yet. Somehow I knew you were there, finding just the right sentiment to bring us all together in Haiku. As is always true, your words delight!
Posted by: Dawn Elliott - AlterEgoMexicana | February 15, 2013 at 07:34 AM
I did feel you this morning, in the silent place where love and holiness dwell for me. And I sat, in patience, waiting for your love to fly across the (temporal)space between us. Thank you for this gift!
Posted by: Wabi Sabi | February 15, 2013 at 07:36 AM
Yes, I believe I hear the bird singing this morning...
Posted by: Magical Mystical Teacher | February 15, 2013 at 07:38 AM
if we are the song, then you are the melody...you tie us together and sprinkle us with love.♥♥
Posted by: priti.lisa | February 15, 2013 at 07:43 AM
I like the way you put that.
Posted by: Anthony North | February 15, 2013 at 07:51 AM
singing holy songs
over here, too, dear one ...
{{ i am most often
late to the haiku party,
so
early
early today
i decided to think
you must B
having the morning
you Needed
elsewhere ♥
knowing
you are always
in my heart,
anyway ♥ }}
Posted by: somepinkflowers | February 15, 2013 at 08:04 AM
So good to have you back ~ and hope you had a magical and loving time ~ ^_^
Posted by: Carol and artmusedog ^_^ | February 15, 2013 at 08:17 AM
That's a nice thought. May your heart be warmed today, Rebecca.
Posted by: Hazel | February 15, 2013 at 09:11 AM
How funny - I just did put one up about cardinals singing, inspired by a few of them singing their arias this morning!
Posted by: Delphyne | February 15, 2013 at 09:22 AM
You always do seem to find the words to stitch us together b e a utifully!
Posted by: Bruce Miller | February 15, 2013 at 09:32 AM
Beautiful haiku. There can be consolation in darkness and quiet. I think I pray best when it is like that. No distractions. Wishing you well!! Cathy
Posted by: Cathy | February 15, 2013 at 09:46 AM
I felt you and heard that holy bird's song.
Both lifted me up and brought me here. Thank you rebecca for this sanctuary.
LOVE to you always and always.
Posted by: gemma | February 15, 2013 at 10:16 AM
take your time
we will always wait for you
to gather together
here.
x...x
Posted by: Stephanie | February 15, 2013 at 11:17 AM
oh, rebecca I know the feeling. last week i forgot to write my name here even though i linked to the site. you are definitely worth waiting for at anytime :)
Posted by: Irene | February 15, 2013 at 01:44 PM
You are so eloquent and artistic.
Thanks for being our friend.
Posted by: Sleepshort | February 15, 2013 at 02:57 PM
Lovely picture!:)
Posted by: Tarang | February 15, 2013 at 11:38 PM
Holy and wholly with you, dear R.
Posted by: annie | February 17, 2013 at 02:09 AM