Haibun: Connected Through Love

 

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It feels colder today and we wrap up warm for our walk to Lochan Uaine. The forest smells fresh after the rain and the few lone walkers we meet smile and nod at our companions. No one speaks. No one wants to interrupt the messages from the wind, the call of the falcon. A silver haired hiker bends down to stroke me behind my ears. I place my paw on his knee and look deep into his eyes. They well up with tears and I send love from my heart to his. He strokes me again and plants a kiss on top of my head. He and our companion look at each other and understand. With a smile and a wave he walks on to An Sidhean.

roots of the pines
reach out and connect
love flows freely

Β© Xenia Tran

 

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Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.

Camera: Panasonic Lumix FZ200, setting: iA.

With love to you all,

Eivor xxx

 

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Author: whippetwisdom

The stories, poems and photographs on this blog are the original creative work of Xenia Tran. Inspired by life in the Scottish Highlands and in awe of nature she gives voice to the wisdom of her two rescue whippets Eivor and Pearl.

40 thoughts on “Haibun: Connected Through Love”

    1. Thank you so much for your kind words dear Toni. I could feel the pain in his heart. It felt as if the love he was giving me was also his love for the dog he lost. It felt very special to connect with him and send love to his heart xxx

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    1. Thank you for your kind words Shielagh and so lovely to see you are learning about haibun and tanka – I am still learning about them too when they tap me on the shoulder and nudge the words a certain way ☺

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  1. I, too, bend and pause to stroke a coat.
    One cannot stop the tears.
    They are not altogether sad.
    There is some pining for the lost,
    Yet mostly these are tears of joy,
    Past, present and future.

    Thanks for this touching post.

    Paz

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