5,7,5 – 365  22nd December 2015

5,7,5 – 365

22nd December 2015

A haiku, and a diary entry, every day for a year.   

 

Yesterday, the gloomiest of days, marked the winter solstice – the year’s shortest day and its longest night. I can be pretty gloomy myself, even on the longest and brightest of days, but these annual events, marking the passage of time, always lead me to reflect on what has and will be lost. On this dark morning, when I look at Laila, who grows ever more beautiful, I’m am once again struck by the relentless passage of time; what we once were has been lost, what we are now will soon no longer be, what we become too shall fade.
 

The days grow longer

Another year behind us

Our days grow shorter 

 


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