Me Without Them

Autumn is a time of transition. I left in Autumn two years ago for a short, reflective respit time. This year others are leaving as I remain in place. One snowbird has taken flight. One missionary is on route to her field; one more, soon to leave for home, also the way of the sun. Too recently a friend has passed from this earth. A goodbye I never got to say. Autumn, a time for leaving. Leaves too, fall. Many go unnoticed. Suddenly branches are empty, cold, and exposed to every glaring bit of sunlight, every Shadow’s presence.
I find myself transitioning with them, as I go no place. I must adjust my thinking to their absence and reckon with the lack of distraction. Soon, with hope, they will return. One,  well, I will go to her.
No one e’er stands still
Frozen waters cover streams
Thaws with sparkling sun

Haibun Monday at dVerse. The prompt is transition. I find myself shifting as I try to settle. A quite personal prompt.

About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on medium.com. My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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11 Responses to Me Without Them

  1. Yes, it’s certainly a wistful season; one to say our goodbyes with the leaves and the earth, when we can’t say them otherwise. I like the sparkling sun and how it is a surety.

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  2. rothpoetry says:

    The flow of good friends in and out of our life often leaves us unsettled. I understand the feeling very well. Great haiku.

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  3. Gina says:

    change happens even as we stay still – I can relate to that, we can’t seem to stop the universe from spinning – we may resist but it carries us along – this was an exceptionally touching haibun Mary – really loved it

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  4. merrildsmith says:

    I liked this quiet reflection, and what Gina says above about we’re carried along by the spinning earth willingly or not. Autumn does seem melancholy, as the light dims and the leaves fall. Though there are those splendid pops of colors to drive the gloom away–a bit. I like the sense of hope in the haiku.

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  5. lillian says:

    I too liked your reflection here. Autumn is indeed a time for transition in so many ways. Out our bedroom window, the leaves slowly depart from the trees and as they fall, the view of the Charles River in the distance comes into view. Now there’s a metaphor waiting to be used 🙂

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  6. V.J. Knutson says:

    Nice. We will be the snowbirds flocking south. Hope this winter is not too harsh.

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  7. Frank Hubeny says:

    Nice description of those branches: “Suddenly branches are empty, cold, and exposed to every glaring bit of sunlight”

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  8. I think that I will stick with the darkness, somehow the part of sustaining instead of leaving for the sun makes you stronger.

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  9. Beverly Crawford says:

    Those snowbirds will miss cozy evenings by the fireplace with a good book, and the advent of first snow and the world turning white and pristine, the air so crisp you see your breath, Change is rejuvenating!

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  10. I love the sudden notice of bare branches and changes–in season, and people.

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  11. Grace says:

    This season is a time for reflections on leaving and death. Your reflections resonated with me. I look forward to spring for renewal.

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