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Haibun 1
It is that time of year. The ancestors ring in our ears calling us back to our roots no matter where we are in the world and how far we have travelled, reminding us of who we are.
carols and choirs
cathedrals the messiah
tears for home
Haibun 2
For the 170000 Coptic Christian Martyrs murdered in the Middle East.
I return to a land, strange and unfamiliar. My home has gone. My ancient culture has been destroyed.
My ancestors voices have been silenced, buried under the desert sand, in an attempt to obliterate me.
and he shall purify
he will smite the wicked
in the end he will reign
Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille MLMM
Wow. Powerful haibun and an attitude that we all must incorporate!
ReplyDeleteThis is a very very powerful set of haibun ... I stand in awe and weep for the martyred. Bastet
ReplyDeleteMay there come a time when we all can share a universal memory promoting kindness and love.
ReplyDeleteBest to you and yours :)