September 16, 2018 by petrujviljoen
This is my delight,
thus to wait and watch at the wayside
where shadow chases light
and the rain comes in the wake of the summer.
Messengers, with tidings from unknown skies,
greet me and speed along the road.
My heart is glad within,
and the breath of the passing breeze is sweet.
From dawn till dusk I sit here before my door,
and I know that of a sudden
the happy moment will arrive when I shall see.
In the meanwhile I smile and I sing all alone.
In the meanwhile the air is filling with the perfume of promise.
©️ Rabindranath Tagore
The above poem to be distilled into a haiku:
In the space of a day
I sing with gods, birds and the wind
– I will know love yet
From which a troiku is to be made. I did mine starting with the last line of the haiku due to inspiration issues:
I will know love yet –
picking at the scabs
of a wayward life
Trawling the gutter
still I sing with gods, birds, the wind
– The Great Mother smiles
A heart, a torn songsheet
A bottle full of mercy
– the space a day makes
Linked to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai