My plans are ice sculptures. Beautiful to behold and full  of magic. Then they melt but their promise does not. They dissemble with a ripple that wobbles it’s way slowly and surely to all the corners of infinity, touching every possibility along the way.

That way I cease to put energy into worry about the plan. The plan is planned so now let go. Make the next plan. Then let go. If your plan is fashioned in concrete then it’s not a plan. It’s already a thing.

Plan unfolds in time

like the ever surprise of Spring-

seasonal flowers


submmission for Haibun Monday at dVerse


13 thoughts on “ephemeral

  1. Glenn Buttkus says:

    In some ways, life itself, “is an ice sculpture”. I love your perspective. Letting go of things, accommodation, and moving on–these things came hard for me, but after 70, the blinders came off, the obstinance mellowed, and I began to think outside the box. My step is lighter, my load is lessoned, and I can see clearly now.

  2. Linda Kruschke says:

    This is profound and just what I needed to read today: “If your plan is fashioned in concrete then it’s not a plan. It’s already a thing.” Flexibility and adaptability within the plan are so important.

  3. Victoria C. Slotto says:

    Good wisdom here. Now that I’m retired, planning does become less important in some aspects. There are those things like estate planning. Other than those kinds of things, it’s about living fully in the moment and taking care of things that assure that.

  4. Singledust says:

    “when your plan is fashioned in concrete it becomes a thing” – I always hated it when my plans got changed but recently realised, with age comes more flexibility maybe, that not everything needs to be so tightly bound, like the ice sculptures, they are there for a time and then it time for another plan. enjoyed the short and sweet haibun very much.

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