haiku my heart - Dragon & Phoenix
JULY 18, 2014
Dragon in the earth,
Phoenix rises from the ash...
All things born anew.
\*\*\*\*\*
I am home
from one of my favorite places on all the earth,
celebrating my 25th summer to walk upon
these sacred grounds...
[Wilbur Hot Springs](http://www.wilburhotsprings.com/index.htm)
This was a pilgrimage for me.
The last time I was here
was with my late husband...
The last time I was here
the main lodge had not burned,
as it did this past March...
nor had the surrounding preserve
from the wildfires two years ago...
Standing at the Fountain of Youth,
listening to the hot water gurgle from the depths
of the earth
like a dragon in a deep cave...
Phoenix rises from the ash...
All things born anew.
\*\*\*\*\*
I am home
from one of my favorite places on all the earth,
celebrating my 25th summer to walk upon
these sacred grounds...
[Wilbur Hot Springs](http://www.wilburhotsprings.com/index.htm)
This was a pilgrimage for me.
The last time I was here
was with my late husband...
The last time I was here
the main lodge had not burned,
as it did this past March...
nor had the surrounding preserve
from the wildfires two years ago...
Standing at the Fountain of Youth,
listening to the hot water gurgle from the depths
of the earth
like a dragon in a deep cave...
I was reminded
that all things crumble,
disintegrate,
and return to the earth...
and all things
are born anew...
that all things crumble,
disintegrate,
and return to the earth...
and all things
are born anew...
Like the Phoenix
rising...
The spirits of this place and land
have not been harmed in the least from the past fires...
They are alive and well
and show signs of springing
once again from the earth...
like new shoots in spring,
like a baby's first laughing gurgle...
rising...
The spirits of this place and land
have not been harmed in the least from the past fires...
They are alive and well
and show signs of springing
once again from the earth...
like new shoots in spring,
like a baby's first laughing gurgle...
Like these hot waters...
taking me into their depths
and holding
all that is birthing new,
in me.
*****
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taking me into their depths
and holding
all that is birthing new,
in me.
*****
For more Friday haiku my heart
please visit Rebecca and other poets
at recuerda mi corazon
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