This is a repost of one I made a year ago.
There are times when I wake up to lazy mornings, times when nothing specific on my to-do list pulls me out of bed before the sun is up. During these times, I just love to linger in bed and think of people close to my heart, wishing them well for the day ahead. The most recent experience was one I cannot afford to just move away to oblivion.
There are times when I wake up to lazy mornings, times when nothing specific on my to-do list pulls me out of bed before the sun is up. During these times, I just love to linger in bed and think of people close to my heart, wishing them well for the day ahead. The most recent experience was one I cannot afford to just move away to oblivion.
It was one early
cold morning last week. A grayish sky greeted my eyes, a promise of a rather
drab day. Thanks to the usual chirping
sound of birds in nearby trees which cheered me up. My early morning music! Nothing out of the ordinary until something caught my eye. Through the glass
window, still lying in bed, I saw that small bird fly alone and perch on a twig
– a leafless twig. My heart was still for a few moments. I saw myself in that bird.
Today I
remember my beloved hubby with a certain degree of sadness and joy. Sadness
because he is not here anymore to share and live life with me. Joy, though, because
I know he is happily smiling down at me with love.
To my hubby of 28 good years, I
dedicate this story in haiku – a story reliving that beautiful early morning interlude.
Happy birthday my river king! I love you!!! That's all my heart can say.
the bird, the twig, and
the rain
dawn just
creeping in
after a long
restful night
in bed i
lingered
barely awake
then
i saw a bird
fly and perch
on a
leafless twig
for a little
while
the bird
patiently waited
mate nowhere
in sight
fidgety she
was
the lovely bird flew away
the
twig...left trembling
not so long
after
that same
bird came flying back and
perched on
the same twig
the bird
swung around
surveyed the
place far and wide
what was in
her mind?
then, a
sound she made
a call
perhaps for someone
will
that someone hear?
the chirping went on
alas, another bird came
and perched beside her
a lively chatter
ensued between the two birds
together once more
happily they stayed
perched on the thin leafless twig
and the drizzle starts
unmindful they seem
unmindful they seem
sheer joy enveloping them
lost in their own world
soon they realized
drizzle becoming stronger
find shelter somewhere
flapping their wet wings
they flew away together
the thin twig quivered
through a window blade
i saw the falling raindrops
the twig…still empty
the birds seen no more
left me thinking how life is
when one is alone
the birds seen no more
left me thinking how life is
when one is alone
i shifted my eyes
to the wall on my far left
my hubby…smiling
the rain persisted
spattering sounds on rooftops
lulled me back to sleep
ooOoo
