haiku retrospective xxx

wednesday morning gray skies.
cup of tea at my elbow.
steam touches my cheek.

thoughts wander and roam.
the ghost of a smile passes,
caressing my lips.

tumble of children --
clinging, climbing, clamoring.
feels like home again.

the future unfolds.
breathtaking panorama --
possibilities.

a child ghost's hand clings,
unfurls, floats away on the
mist of unborn dreams.

sheaf of cut flowers.
a friend's gentle touch soothes the
memory of pain.

womb wept tears of blood
shed from the sacred heart.
the sobbing eases.

ruby heart of life,
the mystery within us,
jeweled placenta.

riding the red tide.
got caught in the undertow,
dragged far out to sea.

water everywhere,
tossed among the frantic waves,
storm of emotion.

stagger to the shore,
rock, trees, grass, sand, the blue sky.
sun kisses my skin.

now standing upright,
newly born on wobbly legs,
i greet the new day.

love renews itself.
the heart of the mystery:
life gives birth to life.

hope dawns in the east,
paints pastel rainbows on clouds,
dancing lightbeam show.

19 August 2011