to purple realm

her aura I see-

essence of her life,

fruit of her soul,

flying away

to the purple realm

of truths

of electric realities,

I bend before her body

left behind,

I shed purple tears

seeing her greater self

depart

to that realm of

unknown dimensions

where she would dwell

forever after,

one day merging

with that

electric purple current

of my pain,

resting,

waiting for the ending end.

* Written for Electric Purple Prompt.

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Taue (Rice Planting) Haiku

reflecting shadows

puddles of water on fields

workers in sedge hats

~

fields filled with water

men descends to place seedlings

gilded performers

~

women in kasa

traditional performance

the paddies planted

~

bow down in prayer

planting the mother earth’s womb

promising fine crops

~

young girls singing songs

hoping for a good harvest

time for festival

~

aura of dances

enhanced crop’s vitality

melodies in air

* Written in response of Carpe Diem # 220