Haibun: Komorebi

Light Filtered Through Trees

 

two whippets running forest wiht purple heather

 

The smells of soil grow richer and deeper as the season cloaks in change. The earth feels full of life beneath our feet, the roots of trees. The sun is lower in the sky and her tones are warming. Nurturing and sharing in the dappled forest light, the pine trees redirect their crowns. This beautiful play of rays we see dance between their branches the Japanese call Komorebi.

bees dazzle
around the purple heather
autumn wind

Β© Xenia Tran

 

blue whippet running through forest with purple heather

We wish you all a wonderful and peaceful new week.

With love from Eivor, Pearl and Xenia xxx

 

Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.

Camera: Panasonic Lumix FZ200, setting: Action, 1/800 s, ISO-Auto.

 

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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.

71 thoughts on “Haibun: Komorebi”

    1. Thank you so much for your kind words Toni and for hosting this beautiful prompt! ☺ I love the heather and we are lucky to see the flowers opening first by the sea, then in the glens and finally in the mountains, extending the purple bliss over a longer period β˜ΊπŸ’œ xxx

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  1. Perfect photos of whippets in heather, Xenia, and I love the phrase ‘ the season cloaks in change’. Your haiku reminded me of the song, ‘Blooming Heather’ – in reverse:
    Oh the summertime is coming
    And the trees are sweetly blooming
    And the wild mountain thyme
    Grows around the blooming heather
    Will ye go, Lassie go?
    And we’ll all go together
    To pluck wild mountain thyme
    All around the blooming heather
    Will ye go, Lassie go?

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  2. I liked this sentence: ” The earth feels full of life beneath our feet, the roots of trees. ” I sometimes forget that when I’m walking. I think of the life above me in the leaves and brances, but it is all over, even below.

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  3. Exquisite prose and haiku. ‘The pine trees redirect their crowns’ captured my attention…whether actually observed or intuited this is fantastic. I also absorbed how your variation of form worked quite well.

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    1. Thank you for your kind words Janice πŸ’œ Spending so much time walking through the pine forests it feels as if I was subconsciously aware before it registered at a more conscious level. Writing can often bring this awareness to the surface for me πŸ˜‰πŸ’– xxx

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  4. Touch smell sight hearing taste
    OMG so much more now to
    feel and sense.. Xenia..
    of life vs manmade
    stuff beyond most
    comfort to me but
    Flesh and Blood
    Nature
    A Hit
    Parade
    moreover beyond
    Rainbow color feelings
    senses smells go smells come
    back sweet and strange only
    where me and sister and
    Katrina see these
    realities
    of
    nuances
    more than
    science can
    measure with
    instruments of same
    as air of Second Week September Brings
    New Hope NoW my friend as Storm Clouds
    move east away from west New World reaLiTy Heaven smells..
    sMiLes.. my Psychiatrist wants to order a CAT scan for a possible
    Brain Tumor but truly it’s more likely Strange Humor of God Winks
    as that comes more than goes when life lives more as ART than SMart..
    And on top of that i’m pretty sure all a CAT Scan is Gonna Show is A LioN KinG heART..
    SMiLes.. it’s like the Old Charlton Heston 10 Commandments Movie too we must write
    the destiny in careful way of wishes for others we would want for us as it were iS in
    that mythological fictional account wanting the first born of others dead and
    the same happening in Karma story style of us.. moral of a story never wish
    a
    fire
    and
    fury
    on someone
    else do a dance on
    a Beach with every prayer
    of every Quadrillion Connection
    cell blowing storms of hell away..
    Nah.. i don’t discount the Power/Force of DanceSinG isreal..
    And to be clear Hurricanes are blessings STiLL NOW that balance the
    eARTh for all life the fire and the fury is what humans make as fear and hate..
    but sure.. Hurricanes will do tHeir Jobs just fine over Ocean Waters of Change..
    and that’s
    why
    i dance
    toward the East side.. my FriEnd..;)

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      1. SMiLes.. my friEnd to be clearer more now..
        A Cat Scan only to be recommended
        by the Doctor on the Next Quarterly
        Visit and only if then lingering the
        same strange sweet
        smell that
        me and my sister
        and Katrina never smelled
        before in unison too on Tuesday
        night with Katrina in the Parking Lot
        at Walmart and with my sister walking around
        the block.. them both suddenly blasted too with
        a smell described unusually same.. sweet but
        not all pleasant more
        strange
        than
        same..
        that lingers on
        currently more for
        me.. what i’m thinking at
        this point is everything will
        be smelling like roses as metaphor
        again by then.. just ’cause i can and will for now.. hehe..
        most always i find that PoSioNTRoN thiNking iN DanCinG
        And SinGinG ArT cures all..
        can’t convince
        everyone
        though
        oF iT iN AcTioN.. hEhe sAdly so too..
        anyWay.. works for me and that is good too..:)

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