Dear Haijin, visitors and travelers,
This month is running towards its end and until now it was a wonderful month and I hope you all do like this discovery of the mysterious nature, our theme for life as haiku poets. Today I love to share more about Heather. A nice name, but even more beautiful as a plant ... Here in The Netherlands we have great plains of heather and I remember that we visited those plains very often when I was a young guy. I was always happy as I saw the shepherd with his sheep strolling over the heather plains it really was a joy to watch that scene.
I remember that I once spook to the shepherd and that he told me why he had chosen to be a shepherd. He had become a shepherd because of the bond with nature, the silence of the heather plains and the joy of working with the sheep. He also told me that he always enjoyed the spiritual experience of being one with nature, only him, his dog and his sheep ... awesome. There once was a time that I wished to be a shepherd too, but (as you all know) I became an oncology nurse, having my own "sheep" to care for ... The feeling the shepherd had on the heather plains I have too on the unit where I am working all day. My patients need my attention and they often open up to me ... with their questions about life and death and how they will cope with that ... yes in a way I am a shepherd ...
What is the deeper meaning of Heather? Does it fit the feeling of the shepherd? Let us take a look at the deeper meaning of Heather.
patches of fog like ghosts
above the heath
patches of fog
crawling up and down the hills