Haiku Sunday: The Black Dress
Forgotten warm night
Silky fabric was unbox
It hits me, as it rain outside the hotel. The hot shower in the bathtub numbing. The sudden realization — how I’m out of touch with “the other side of the world”.
Disturbingly alone, in the metamorphosis of life. Left alone, in my cocoon.
The world passes by today with Beijing Olympics, Singapore National Day, and wedding dinner(s) of past lover, old friends and “friend”. Invited, yet declined. Uninvited, yet inclined.
The world passes with celebration of life.
While I’m in the underpass of life celebration.
How ironic, Johann Sebastian Bach’ s Ave Maria was playing against a backdrop of Muslim funeral on TV.