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02/11/26 A New Haiku for a New Day

Each time we breathe in
It is a gift that grounds us
Back into the earth

Blast from the Past:

It’s strange how easy
It is to lose our ground for
Everything we have

We evolve based on
Our cycles, no sooner, no later
Than our own time

Blast from the Past:

Sometimes the things we
Need most are not the things we
Think we need at all…

When you look back on
Your life, your dreams and longings
Distort through time’s lens.

Blast from the Past:

The tighter my grip
The looser is my control
Life explodes from this.

Contours carve faces
Each wrinkle is a chapter
In my history

Blast from the Past:

Life promises the
Illusion of improvement
Until death renegs

What comes of the day
With morning’s quiet passing?
After the dew fades.

Blast from the Past:

As long as it’s here
As long as it’s here at last,
I will be happy

What questions persist,
What keeps you going
After the dew fades

Blast from the Past:

Because I did nothing,
Because I did too much,
Because I did not intervene enough,
Because I interjected too much,
I am leaving your because

New day, new motions,
The same cycle of the sun
After the dew fades

Blast from the Past:

Why do we go through
The motions of living if
The results the same?

After the dew fades,
You must face a new bright day
Again and again

Blast from the Past:

Why must learning be
So slow and agonizing,
Redone each new day

As my youth simmers,
Some parts harden into me
After the dew fades

Blast from the Past:

Young kids stare amazed
Fingers typing, “Dupe dupe dupe!”
At the typewriter

Each morning I wake,
Force myself into the day
After the day fades

An Alternative Version:

Each morning I stand,
Force myself into the day
After the day fades