“Vanity of vanity. All is vanity,” so says the prophet Qohelet in the Book of Ecclesiastes about life. It does seem like life is all about chasing the wind. There are days when, saddled with the routine of everyday, I find myself engrossed in an internal conversation about existence. How do I reconcile the repetitive action of menial work, of daily duties with the grandeur that life is supposed to be. What do I say to someone who after toiling for years and achieving success lose everything in an instant as the biblical Job had? Viewed against a finite backdrop, i.e., the world, life does seem to be pointless. However, when measured against something beyond self, and seen through the eyes of the timeless, the toils in this world acquire immeasurable worth and meaning. It is this sense of beauty and timelessness that underpins my poems. Life, for all its troubles, is a grand journey towards an infinitely grander destiny and I hope my work captures and imparts that vibe to the reader.
awaited child of summer
food for the hungry
For Dverse Poets’ Haibun Monday, Toni asks why we write the kind of poetry we write. It took me awhile to put my thoughts in order but the haibun above expresses one of the reasons why I write the way I do. Do click on the link for other responses. 🙂 Thank you very much.