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Quadrille #28 Submission

13 Mar

Easter Pilgrimage

 

Sir/Madam do not interpret

With your own mind, words of “Divinity”,

Explaining what is held

In the temple of my Soul?

You only speak as the sinner you are.

Now then, let us pray.

Without umbrella

Scent aromatic in clouds

Spring rain wakes flowers.

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13 Comments

Posted by on March 13, 2017 in Easter, Haiku, Poetry, Spiritual, thoughts, Zen

 

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13 responses to “Quadrille #28 Submission

  1. whippetwisdom

    March 17, 2017 at 4:25 pm

    A beautiful closing haiku, I too was drawn to the spring rain waking the flowers 🌸

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  2. Grace

    March 16, 2017 at 7:28 pm

    Love that spring rain waking up the flowers!

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  3. Sanaa Rizvi (@rizvi_sanaa)

    March 14, 2017 at 7:19 am

    Lovely especially the haiku! ❤️

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  4. kim881

    March 14, 2017 at 4:18 am

    Should say ‘those’! Fumbly fingers strike again!

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  5. kim881

    March 14, 2017 at 4:17 am

    I love the haiku within a Quadrille! I love the idea of praying ‘without umbrella’ and thos last two lines are spring-scented.

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  6. kaykuala h

    March 14, 2017 at 2:05 am

    Divinity and divine blessings the rights of Providence to extend to the good souls!.

    Hank

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  7. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    March 14, 2017 at 1:14 am

    Yes, only speak of you, pride is a great sin.

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  8. purplepeninportland

    March 13, 2017 at 11:25 pm

    The haiku part works well, ZQ.

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  9. Victoria C. Slotto

    March 13, 2017 at 8:14 pm

    The incense of nature, prayer of nature is so up-lifting. I like to think of birdsong as praise of God. Our belief of Divinity is so personal.

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  10. wolfsrosebud

    March 13, 2017 at 7:26 pm

    True prayer… almost forgotten until trials come. Sad.

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  11. frankhubeny

    March 13, 2017 at 6:35 pm

    We all speak as the sinners (or saints) we are.

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  12. erbiage

    March 13, 2017 at 6:24 pm

    There is no you, there is us.

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  13. Laura Bloomsbury

    March 13, 2017 at 6:12 pm

    I can smell incense in that scented cloud – a singularly unique form of Spring

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