The Art of Dying: A Haibun
Posted by magicalmysticalteacher
One day I will practice the art of dying. Darkness will gain the upper hand. No one will ring mournful bells from the church spire to announce my passing. While feuds and wars continue on Earth, I will be at peace, having slipped away into a wild and wonderful place. No more false living for me!
Tattered butterfly,
tell me again the reason
nothing stays the same.
Haibun © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Sunday’s Whirligig #247
More Writers’ Pantry #1 at Poets and Storytellers United
More Sunday’s Whirligig #247
More Writers’ Pantry #1 at Poets and Storytellers United
I love that tattered butterfly – may it still float a while
How beautifully written – even though there is sadness implied in that ultimate peace. The haiku is superb.
Caterpillar. Cocoon. Butterfly. Fly on, Teach! Nothing is; nothing lasts. Well told.
Perfection! The best question ever.
A powerful and deep poem. The tattered butterfly brilliantly depicts stages of life, so appropriate.
Bittersweet prose and sigh-birthing haiku. One day the end will come, indeed. May it be exactly what we’ve hope (with an extra side of peace).
This is deeply evocative! ❤️
There is both sorrow and beauty here. I too will listen for the tattered butterflies answer.
Tell me again the reason. Perhaps one day it won’t take death to find peace.
We live sorrow and joy, but too often chase elusive peace. Beautiful wriing
Wonderful haibun.
Truth in this thought provoking piece.
This makes me wonder why the butterfly’s wings are tattered and the unfold story. Thank you for provoking this thought.
I’ve never read a poem of death written so eloquently. Great haiku!
Sort of a sad poem. Yet, I too look forward to Peace.
These days we have to be as brave as the tattered butterfly, to withstand the daily news. Luckily, we are strong.
Humans tend to fight death as though it is a mistake rather than to accept life is short so it must not be wasted with so many things to do. The problem is that so few humans like each other and they certainly don’t trust each other no wonder we have been fighting among ourselves for millennia.
Oh that haiku was a killer… loved it!
A wonderful haibun MMT of the peace that is death – although I’m not quite ready for death yet!
Anna :o]
I’m not ready for death either, if truth be told. I have a few things I’d like to do first!
On Mon, Jan 6, 2020 at 4:22 AM Magical Mystical Teacher wrote:
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I love the Haibun. Hope we can all practice the art of dying after living artfully.
If only more of us would live our lives and do no harm and enjoy the planet we are living on but sadly humans hate each other and just don’t know how to live in peace because of greed.
A question to get stuck on for hours! Is the reason knowable to us mere mortals? This is beautiful!