Willow (Haiku)

6 responses to “Willow (Haiku)”

1. Soughik

   July 10, 2013 at 3:27 PM

   It reminds me of times when we as humans (including myself) find ourselves so overwhelmed by the negative circumstances in our lives that we can no longer cry nor move. We feel so powerless that we taste death while still clinically alive. But those are the times that after having remained in a catatonic state of mind, the spirit, the source of life in us, prompts us to raise our physical head just enough to test if we can make ourselves breathe again. If we realize we can, that one breath of oxygen combined with the initial will of the spirit has the power to help us shift our focus from being a tearless weeping willow to a fully-spirited human who creates the ultimate life as we permit our imagination to soar.

   Then we learn to be grateful even for the sight of a weeping willow who seemingly does not cry anymore, which in turn helps us realize we can reach out to others so that their tears will start flowing again. But this time for the joy of having experienced life rather than the heavy burden of grief! Yes, it is good to be able to cry and feel all sorts of emotions as they surface, but use them as a springboard for standing up and taking that first baby step rather than remaining a victim, additionally manipulating the world into feeling sorry for us.. It is all in the perception of whether we can, or feel powerless to change our circumstances.

   Knowledge is power but we need to utilize it to mobilize ourselves towards life-giving choices for all concerned. Ignorance, therefore death, can not co-exist where the light of knowledge including self-knowledge has shone. Let us not bow our heads to the illusionary powerful commands that are designed to keep us in the dark “for our own good”. Even a weeping willow has a purpose as long as it is functioning in its live tearful state. Let’s keep crying in whatever form our unique painful expressions take, do what we can to remain alive until we awaken the tears of another catatonic weeping willow. Not only that we can, but we all have a responsibility to do so.

   You, Melanie have done your part by simply creating your website, and I know that is not all you have done. I wholeheartedly join you in doing my part in mobilizing rivers of creative expressions. But thank you for your life tree which will bear fruit not only for yourself but other bent trees under the burden of ignorance and fear. Darkness has no place in our lives any longer, we have defeated its illusionary power by lifting the veil of its falsehood. We have put death on notice to change its direction. Let the world know that our hearts are open to embrace the rising sun!

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   • Wordifull Melanie

     July 12, 2013 at 6:05 AM

     I’m so glad that this seemingly simple haiku spoke to you so deeply.

     I’m happy to see you took so much from it that was in my thought process as I wrote it. I find myself writing lines upon lines about a subject like this and then condense it down into a haiku so just the meat of it is presented. I always worry that the message might not come through.

     And you are so right about knowledge being power…I feel we need to keep learning and growing or we grow stagnant and die.

     Thank you so much for your kind and loving comments…but I must say I think you give me to much credit 🙂

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     • Soughik

       July 13, 2013 at 1:56 AM

       My role in your life is to support your soul’s journey to its perfection, not to bestow credit upon something that is your own creation. I simply recognize the authenticity of your heart, and the courage you demonstrate in speaking your truth. Anything spoken out of one’s heart has the ultimate power of moving other hearts (an attempt on my part to translate an Armenian saying). So pick up the crown that is right in front of you and coronate your sparkling creativity without any guilt. I will just enjoy the scenery and the sound of the water melting hearts of rock in its way!

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       • Wordifull Melanie

         July 13, 2013 at 2:38 AM

         I am smiling broadly at your words and the love behind them. I pick up the crown guilt free but know I pick up a sword as well so I can continue to kick butt as needed 🙂

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2. julespaige

   July 16, 2013 at 9:56 AM

   Thank you for your interest in my long verse site. I have had you bookmarked. As that is how I like to follow folks.

   I have my own willow so that is what drew me to this post, via your three choices in my notifcations in my e-mail. I did not realize that willows really only have a short life expetancy. But mine is down by the creek and is over twenty years old. And I still enjoy ‘her’. Even when old branches fall and she sheds her yellow eyes…

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   • Wordifull Melanie

     July 17, 2013 at 4:49 AM

     “Even when old branches fall and she sheds her yellow eyes…” how lovely!

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