Birth

A dream of new birth:
My feet are no longer my own—
I wake up flying.

© 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher

More September Heights: “Birth”

Posted on September 21, 2012, in Haiku Heights, senryu, September Heights and tagged senryu. Bookmark the permalink. 15 Comments.

Patti | September 21, 2012 at 1:10 pm

That sounds like a wonderful dream! Lovely.

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poetrydiary | September 21, 2012 at 2:45 pm

Nice last line!

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elleceef | September 21, 2012 at 4:14 pm

How I would love to have that happen. “I wake up flying”. So good.

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Barbara | September 21, 2012 at 4:55 pm

I’m in! How can I get me some of this dream!

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Chevrefeuille | September 21, 2012 at 5:16 pm

Wonderful dream …

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Sayantini Bhattacharya | September 21, 2012 at 8:21 pm

Very nice

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Green Speck | September 22, 2012 at 12:26 am

Beautifully rendered !!!

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dulcinaandgnome | September 22, 2012 at 12:31 am

I think all humans miss a pair of good wings!
Spiritual haiku, your dream came true, lovely.

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unfetteredbs | September 22, 2012 at 2:29 am

Like LIKE.!!

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Hazel Anastasia | September 22, 2012 at 5:07 am

Wonderful lines. An airplane taking off with me aboard would be probably what I’d feel like if I woke up flying.

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heavenhappens | September 22, 2012 at 6:41 am

Lovely x

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Jolly | September 22, 2012 at 7:02 am

Feet gives way to wings … wonderful!

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Christine L. Villa | September 22, 2012 at 11:38 pm

Wouldn’t that be a wonderful thing?

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ash | September 23, 2012 at 11:22 am

Lovely, full of hopes and dreams

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Teresa | September 24, 2012 at 8:26 pm

Love this! A great twist on the flying dream.

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