soul without shell



death is empty egg

hope’s promise of life deferred

only shell remains



grief is thick blind slug

vulnerable on mud path

unaware it’s stuck



I write these haiku one week after my father’s funeral.

6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. long4h2o
    May 04, 2021 @ 11:13:52

    I’m sorry for your loss. I’ve learned that death is yet another attachment that we must surrender in order to rise with Christ on Easter.


  2. David C Brown
    May 01, 2021 @ 14:27:41

    death’s chrysalis
    darkens; yet our Hope says soon
    butterfly flies


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