Your hands held tightly
in mine as the lilacs bloomed
almost thirty times.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 220.”
Your hands held tightly
in mine as the lilacs bloomed
almost thirty times.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 220.”
She suffers so well
in silence, she never thought
to ask for comfort.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 218.”
Stunned and still not suffering.
Swollen with care and anxiety and still not suffering.
Useless, old and full of grief, but still not suffering.
Book of Longing // Leonard Cohen
the fear of my own
mortality is holding
me back from my life
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 102.”
Don’t grieve.
Anything you lose comes around in another form.
// Rumi