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I was taking an early morning walk. A beautiful day had dawned, 
cool and crisp, with only a whisper of breeze. I am told it’s revitalizing; 
it will do my health much good. But, you see things to sadden you. 
Sometimes being early kills you;

sitting on a tree
early bird scans the mowed lawn
for an early worm

I am told too to play it right. Stay safe within your boundary.  
Stepping out of bounds can be dangerous. Tread the well-trodden path.
Not to take unnecessary risks; 

did everything right
like fish stayed in my waters
got caught and filleted

Life is amazing. It’s an endless maze of dead ends. 
It is not simple living a life -- It’s full of misgivings and mishaps. 
We couldn’t figure out the purpose of life even after a life-time of living;

like guinea pig wheel
with all the running around
and getting nowhere

I looked at the amazing stone faces of long-forgotten gods of ancient civilizations,
From the Incas, the Aztecs, the Mayans, the Romans, the Greeks, the Persians to 
the Egyptians -- they all believed in a continued life in the great beyond;

I picked a stray
stone and chiseled myself a
god; then, I worshiped



~Haibun contest by Scott Thirtyseven

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