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Lectio + Haiku -- March 2008
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Haiku
Freed from solitude,
in the company of friends,
delivered of verse.
-- Greg, Seattle
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A friend listens, hears
what hides behind the words, and
brings deliverance.
-- Brad, Port Townsend
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Alert, she inclined
her ear to a sound and then
returned to her rest.
-- Greg, Seattle
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My heart longs for joy
My soul rests in blossom’s depth
Moon hangs low. Kisses me.
-- Suzanna, Seattle
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Fear called to be saved
Protection comes that dark night
In moonlight I rest.
-- Merryl, Seattle
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The soul’s simple goal
Yearns wholeness from desire’s pangs
Lo, Again, Again.
-- Jeff, Seattle
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The pangs of love—Oh
how my heart aches—all pain, all joy,
all this for love.
-- Margaret, In the Courtyard
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Grass whispers. Stream chirps.
Sunlight plays with leaves. Noon.
My eyes rest on you.
-- Maria, Seattle
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I saved wood all year.
The fire protects me now, ah,
I can rest easy.
-- Wanda, Seattle
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A warm
cup of love
is the voice of winter night
no more complain.
-- Sarah, Seattle
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Love
blossoms in voice
bountifully gifts my ear
with sounds of my soul.
-- Maia Rose K., Seattle
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During a workshop at
the East West Bookshop that I gave in January, participants
wrote haiku using words and phrases from this psalm.
Psalm 116: 1-4; 6-8
I love the LORD, because he has heard
my voice and my supplications.
Because he has inclined his ear to me,
therefore I will call on him as long as I live.
The snares of death encompassed me;
the pangs of Sheol laid hold on me;
I suffered distress and anguish.
Then I called on the name of the LORD:
“O LORD, I pray, save my life!”
The LORD protects the simple;
when I was brought low, he saved me.
Return, O my soul, to your rest,
for the Lord has dealt bountifully with you.
For you have delivered my soul from death,
my eyes from tears,
my feet from stumbling.
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