Then
and now
the end
comes somehow

relativity
is time
eternity
has no outcome

every moment
a meeting-point only
each sentient
a mere spark of reality

sleeping and awakening
is rhythm and necessity
loving and hating
is but life's partial story

all that is
is limits and bounds
all around something's amiss
there are no perfect sounds

living is the beginning
of the route to the ending
futile is every clinging
unfulfilled is every longing

the best poem or the finest song
its essence is over  after the reading and hearing
life's every delight or dismay, right or wrong
will be buried in ruins, beyond remembering.

I’ve bled today
And something
About this moment
Makes me want to dig in deeper

Forget Socrates
Wittgenstein too
doubt is nothing new
it's just that which none has any clue!

In the past we had a destination
     now it's replaced by the 'desk-in-station'

Haiku is about heightened awareness, insight, observation and feeling.......in being at one with the moment, we let go of ourself and enter into our true being.

Christmas' bells ringing
families celebrating
some poor are starving.