It Awaits Us

Darkness becomes us Souls in universal roam Eventually http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/life-7.php
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Neels Avatar
September 21, 2010 at 7:09 AM
Eventually, I hope not hehe, enjoyed your haiku Mr. Fraser ;)
Poyntz Avatar
March 27, 2010 at 2:30 PM
interesting write...hauntingly real....if you think about it...or not! Good write! Irish
Guzzi Avatar
March 27, 2010 at 11:07 AM
or not? Light & Love Jamie me boy!
Blow Avatar
March 25, 2010 at 12:21 PM
no
A   Avatar
March 25, 2010 at 7:26 AM
A powerful haiku. Death comes to us all.
Dietrich Avatar
March 24, 2010 at 4:04 PM
Yes, this is powerful, james, and I am enjoying seeing you at soup. I hope you might check out my last two blogs, part one and two. I'd love to see you guess your numbers! well, gotta get back to work. Luv ya, andrea
Meade Stephenson Avatar
March 24, 2010 at 11:58 AM
So short yet holds such power....beautifully done James. Death is a part of life. Thanks so much for sharing and as always for taking the time to read my writes. Have a wonderfully blessed day~Mary~
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March 23, 2010 at 9:25 PM
The body turns to dust, but the soul lives forever. Very inspirational haiku, James. Love to you, Carolyn
Kendrick Avatar
March 23, 2010 at 6:01 PM
Interesting thoughts about death. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara
Sweetheart Avatar
March 23, 2010 at 4:08 PM
Wonderful Haiku James.. I just posted a similar one too... and just did a new blog if u care to comment... luv.. "Sweetheart"
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March 23, 2010 at 4:02 PM
This is a thought provoking haiku. It makes me think of several things. One thought is that we are such wonderful bright souls that when we roam through the universe in the hereafter, we will brighten the darkness. On the other hand, it could mean that souls who love the dark side of life eventually roam around the universe instead of resting in the presence of God. Okay, James. It is profound. I've guessed. Please explain (Soupmail will be fine. As always, I enjoyed thinking reading U.
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