Devotion Haibun Poems

We promised each other an eternity, whether we wilt or decay in the midst of what time becomes to be. We hold each other's pinkies...

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Seems like the older I get
The younger I grow
Finding it hard to keep
My ducks in a row
Yes i see the fork in the road
Don't ask...

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Elderly woman uprights toppled potted plants. Small pots of mums, mini rose bush, geraniums tottering (ailing for the water she provides) on white stones beneath...

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Pursue a cheerful mindset, a joyful appreciation of God's many gifts. To prevent being persuaded to believe that we got the benefits when the cup...

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Facing a street kid pleading for bread, I was gripped with mixed feelings, especially that I  had in my possession purchased goods for our...

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seed time and blackthorn hedges dusted off winter 

hibernation lost its sleepy crown and laid to rest

inward turn of events that simmered in the cold

as...

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Omnipotent, God needs no help; yet He is pleased with faithful stewards* who are wholeheartedly assisting in building lives. He enables servant-leaders who influence with...

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Soft whispers of light mist the moments with insight bared in the embrace of one who holds me gently, yet completely, with sincerity, welcoming me...

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Absolute Faith

“Abandon all varieties of religion and just surrender unto me. I shall deliver you from all sinful reactions. Do not fear.” (Bhagavad Gita 18:66)

Note:...

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My life is filled with sorrows and pain. Sufferings and struggles have taken the foremost place in my life. Life seems to be trouble. It...

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 Praying that I would not be oblivious of my 
writing commitment, I continually yield to GOD – 
my poetry’s life. He’s my theme’s inspiration,...

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A HAPPY HAIBUN

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Serving their country overseas at the cost of all they leave behind, the return home is a blessing putting an end to heartaches of worrisome...

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For time passes and I am perpetually left alone; wishing I was weeping with the willows, longing to spread tissues of regret onto lavender fields....

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The reverie carries a renown reflection, like a flowing streamlet with torrents of the tributary holding onto its memoirs. Pebbles surface the shore like a...

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