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Haibun – Flow is the balance, Time the illusion

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Dew on Spider Web 

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The flow is the balance.

She, a runner of life, knows flow is the balance. Running through early morning golden meadows, hair streaming behind, her breathing is deep and even. Her essence is air, the flow is balanced. A runner’s secret, balance can create speed but speed is cause not effect.

On this morning the soles of her feet fleetingly touch upon damp morning dew on a spider web. Something occurs, an otherworldly melding of effect with cause. Balance is cause but time is effect. She runs on with balance changed. She is fleeter, running more swiftly, the blending of the web’s moisture and air melting elements together. Magic? She finds she can now run through time. Her yesterdays, todays and tomorrows – an all-time effect!

The flow is the balance. The effect, the melding of time. Now she runs through life, her life and all life. An amazing thing.  An illusion? She runs on.

The balance is the flow – time the illusion.

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a runner of life

nature’s flow, cause and effect

time, the melding of magic

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This is the Haven of Haibun, Consider it a home away from home for haibun writers/readers. If you would like to have one of your previously published or posted haibun or haiku reposted here, please let me know in the comment section. I would enjoy displaying your work for you!

Also you can use any theme I’ve chosen and write your own haibun, just let me know when it’s published and I’ll be happy to link it here at the Haven of Haibun.

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Stay balanced, in harmony with yourself, life and nature.

~ Penny

“Tempus Fugit” -The Haibun of Time

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“Tempus Fugit”

Ah yes it seems time does fly, zooming nano-seconds amid micro-moments; often without pause. And yet even so … there are … occasionally ‘in betweens’ in these passages. ‘In betweens’ one can become caught up within.  Liking onto a vortex of existence. Threads of creative thought becoming victims surrendering up selves, lost in the chaos of swirling motions – of time.

So I would ask of ‘fleeing time’ this question: Is it ‘the nature of time’ that my creativity is bound to, or is it the reverse? Has the nature of my creativity become a fluid aspect of my time’s chronology, does it really matter as long as I flow among the currents of all-time?

artistic expression
threads of creativity
 boundless in time

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Penny L Howe

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This is the Haven of Haibun, Consider it a home away from home for haibun writers. If you would like to have one of your previously published or posted haibun or haiku reposted here, please let me know in the comment section. I would enjoy displaying your work for you!

Thank you,

Penny