HaibunI'm a night person. I like the dark--its stillness, coolness, taking the pause to be cognizant of my rest,
pinpricks of light in
the night sky and my mind, slow,
sharpen the senses.
the news reports of
mean-spirited conduct and
indifferent acts, how
did we come to this, I wonder, this time
of evil triumphs,
and my heart hurts, and worries.
I look for escape
from the feelings of helplessness, despair, wonder at how low human beings can go and at the impotence that overwhelms good people, at the pull to hate the haters and descend to their darkness, to close your eyes and pretend you don't hear the cries of the walking wounded.
How can you know this
and how can you love the this
you know, honor all
life, perhaps it is time to let the sun shine in the corners of darkness, light of love,
overwhelm the hate
with joyful exuberance
and courageous love.
finally time to act.
Look--the pinpricks of kindness
light the darkness. Dance
the dance of sadness, anxiety, overwhelm. Remember you are solid and soft, strong. Hold on. Welcome the winter's sadness, let it build up inside of you, hold the pain--the inspiration it provides and the discomfort in the moment.