Hi Meri~ Did you find that woodcut separately? Perfect with the haiku. Those shades of blue are exquisite-- I'm sure the "joys of life on the road" mean walking--and talking by the blooming iris. Oh, I feel such longing for this lifestyle. More than ever I promise myself to do a a lot of walking this spring, summer, fall... xxox
Sometimes things aren't what they seem. We settle in somewhere, thinking it's going to be safe and hospitable and just what we hoped for, a magical haven that provides us shelter from harm. Then reality sets in and we realize that we were mistaken. That soft place to land turns out to be quite a bit less soft than we'd anticipated. In fact sometimes things get downright hard and cold and unforgiving. Not at all what we expected. Do we stay and make the best of it or fly away to build a new nest somewhere else? Sometimes the most valuable lessons come from learning to see the beauty right in front of your eyes. Sometimes we bloom most gloriously when we learn to thrive just where we are and come to love just what we have. Maybe each of us is exactly where we need to be, learning lessons custom-made for us.
Haiku My Heart i invite you to imagine living in peace one day at a time I have to admit that I'm finding it hard to celebrate the birthday of my country having declared its independence from Mother England, when the country was founded on institutionalized slavery, the idea that white men were created equal but but black men were less than and women weren't even considered. We tend to glorify the "all men are created equal" phrase without looking at the reality. We can do better. We must.
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Besides sleeping Irises
Joyous nights of life..
sometimes you just have to walk and talk
Lonely Sentinel
oh that our voices were pressed between the same petals.
Beautiful haiku and art.
Awesome Basho and art.
Beautiful choice.
Irises haiku my heart.
xo,
Noelle
Thanks for sharing Basho~Beautiful.
Sue x