Downpour
The sun bathed me with its warmth as I leaned on the ledge across the waterfall. There were tourists around me trying to capture a photo of this cascading beauty but I stood there— dumbfounded. For days and nights I tried to look for a sign to lead me where broken hearts go. I breathed in as if an inhale is all I need to get the courage to let go. But it wasn’t. The water plashing into a rocky pool down the cliff reminded me of how I helplessly dived right into your arms. We all fall, yes I know. But what happens when you can’t pick yourself up again?
I’m listening to the sound of downpour. I don’t know which one is worse, these tears or the waterfall?
the water glistens
listening to the silent cry
of a restless soul
In response to dVerse’s Haibun Monday: Water hosted by Bjorn
Recently, I have been wandering around Cebu with an adventure-seeking new found friends. I haven’t been writing and reading enough here in blogosphere— which I miss terribly. However, this reconnect with mother nature has awakened my inner voice. My hopeless romantic muse.
A friend took this photo of me in Mangitngit Falls. This piece is a sad one but don’t waterfalls remind us a terrible fall?
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October 17, 2017 at 6:54 pm
For days and nights I tried to look for a sign to lead me where broken hearts go.
What a beautiful line that captures the restlessness of a broken heart seeking somewhere to dock. Very beautiful.
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October 18, 2017 at 2:56 pm
Thanks a lot. Happy these lines resonated to you.
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October 17, 2017 at 7:23 pm
don’t know which one is worse, these tears or the waterfall?
This is truely beautiful Maria
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October 18, 2017 at 2:55 pm
Thank you, Mich.. 🙂
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October 17, 2017 at 10:42 pm
I like the comparison of tears to a waterfall with the difference being the sound–one silent and the other loud. Nice haibun and best wishes for happiness.
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October 18, 2017 at 2:55 pm
So true.. two opposites but so much alike. Thanks for the wishes, Frank. I am getting by. 🙂
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October 17, 2017 at 11:38 pm
An excellent piece of writing and haibun Maria. I love the twist in the haiku at the end.
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October 18, 2017 at 2:48 pm
Thanks a lot, D. Nature does tend to reminds us of many things.
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October 17, 2017 at 11:59 pm
Very pretty and sad — dying for a happy ending
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October 18, 2017 at 2:46 pm
Like the water that flows ceaselessly, this is not yet the end. 🙂
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October 18, 2017 at 2:58 am
I can see this… how the water fall is constant in its falling… sad and hope that you can find the beauty of it as well.
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October 18, 2017 at 2:45 pm
Surely, there is beauty in it too. Thank you, Bjorn. 🙂
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October 18, 2017 at 8:19 am
This is beautiful, Maria.
“For days and nights I tried to look for a sign to lead me where broken hearts go. I breathed in as if an inhale is all I need to get the courage to let go. ”
I could feel this hopelessness.
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October 18, 2017 at 2:45 pm
Happy you liked it. Sigh, if only an inhale is enough..
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October 19, 2017 at 2:35 am
Lovely and sad haibun….especially looking for where the broken hearts go….
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October 24, 2017 at 12:15 am
I hope this sadness will pass and nature will soothe your heart again ~ Take the time to take care of yourself ~ Best regards ~
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October 25, 2017 at 3:57 pm
I’m listening to the sound of downpour. I don’t know which one is worse, these tears or the waterfall?
Oh my the feeeeeeeeeeeeeels!!! TT^TT
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