Not everything. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Our remains are recycled and return to the box/earth. The soul lifts free to become pure energy again and pursue its path of learning and growth. Nicely done.
i love it that some of the most profound thoughts are amusing….and so easily provoke controversy. Someone out there/ up there obviously has a sense of humour
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game of life
at the end
everything
goes back
in the box
—G.R. LEBLANC
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It's so true. Not just with my parents, but after having faced death a couple of times, I could see that it's okay to let things go, and not worry that they go 'back into the box'.
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I'm currently literally putting things in big cardboard boxes as I clear my mom's house room by room.
I am reminded of my mother's insistence that we put all the pieces of a game back in the box after it has ended, so that everything is in order for next time. Because of the first two lines, this box suggests a coffin/casket, so we are neatly packed away ready for the next life!
April 10th, 2015 at 1:02 pm
Kudos!
April 12th, 2015 at 2:53 pm
Thank you, Peggy! :)
April 10th, 2015 at 1:12 pm
LOL! Funny stuff Gisele. :)
April 12th, 2015 at 3:04 pm
Thanks, Dave! I'm so glad you liked it. :)
April 10th, 2015 at 1:57 pm
Are we recyclable as you suggest? Or are we unique? It’s a question of vital importance.
April 10th, 2015 at 5:01 pm
Not everything. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Our remains are recycled and return to the box/earth. The soul lifts free to become pure energy again and pursue its path of learning and growth. Nicely done.
April 12th, 2015 at 3:11 pm
Thank you, Alison! I appreciate your thoughts and comment! :)
April 10th, 2015 at 5:11 pm
c'est la vie!
April 12th, 2015 at 3:09 pm
Hi, Barbara! And, merci! :)
April 10th, 2015 at 6:57 pm
i love it that some of the most profound thoughts are amusing….and so easily provoke controversy. Someone out there/ up there obviously has a sense of humour
April 12th, 2015 at 3:08 pm
Thank you, Olivier. I appreciate your comment! :)
April 12th, 2015 at 7:38 am
A visit to your: "Why I Write Haiku" _m
April 12th, 2015 at 3:06 pm
Thank you for visiting, Magyar, and for leaving the lovely haiku. :)
April 14th, 2015 at 2:11 am
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game of life
at the end
everything
goes back
in the box
—G.R. LEBLANC
.
It's so true. Not just with my parents, but after having faced death a couple of times, I could see that it's okay to let things go, and not worry that they go 'back into the box'.
.
I'm currently literally putting things in big cardboard boxes as I clear my mom's house room by room.
warmest regards,
Alan
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April 20th, 2015 at 10:14 am
That must be difficult to do, Alan. Letting go is never easy, but we all must learn to do it at some point.
April 15th, 2015 at 12:38 am
Comme celui est amusant, Gisele!
I am reminded of my mother's insistence that we put all the pieces of a game back in the box after it has ended, so that everything is in order for next time. Because of the first two lines, this box suggests a coffin/casket, so we are neatly packed away ready for the next life!
marion
April 20th, 2015 at 10:16 am
Merci, Marion! I'm also finding it interesting to read everyone's interpretation and thoughts on this one.
April 20th, 2015 at 12:03 pm
That's one of the reasons I enjoy haiku so much, Gisele – there are so many ways a haiku can be interpreted depending on the reader's life experience.
marion
April 20th, 2015 at 3:24 pm
Yes, so true, Marion! :)
April 20th, 2015 at 10:39 am
So it is indeed. Like chess pieces cleared from the board when the game is over and returned to the box awaiting the next game …
September 1st, 2015 at 6:20 pm
sad