Ligo Haibun, haiku, writing,

Behind the Screen

“Music in the soul can be heard by the universe.” Lao Tzu

Before sunrise, the early bell rings. Their bare feet swing down from the straw mattress bed to the clean polished wooden floor. To save on utility bills, the heating thermostat hovers at sixty-five degrees. The closet size rooms mimic the lingering winter frost. The only other room furniture includes a plain writing desk and chair.

icy coldness
jolts morning routine forward
– hopping like small birds

Smoothing out every wrinkle and tucking the back-end of the white cotton bed sheets neat and snug, each sister then pulls the plain brown coverlet across their own bed. A second bell rings. The teakettle whistles and interrupts a thought on sacrifice:

To live a cloistered monastery life may seem to some, abnormal…I wonder, does it seem like an excuse to escape from life or can it be something of real value? What price can be tagged on kindred souls sharing tea time and daily chores with little friendly bells to dance through their prayerful day?

Breaking up the cloudy thought, a luminous red and orange morning sky appears and opens in harmony with the third bell.

hidden from the world
nuns chant melodic prayers…
life-giving heartbeats

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Inspiration: Quotation prompt from Ligo Haibun and some wonderful behind the scene prayer communities like:


22 thoughts on “Behind the Screen

  1. paulscribbles says:

    Having lived in community at different stages of my life I can attest to the power of it, specially when music is involved. Thoughtful piece of writing.


      • paulscribbles says:

        Indeed they can be that…ups and downs if I am honest, as with life itself…micro and macro…I am living in a community right now and it is just what I need at this point in my life.


      • Sun says:

        that’s amazingly cool, Paul. one tends to forget about the community lifestyles…seems like something from days gone by. thanks for sharing.


  2. Suzanne says:

    Lovely. I don’t see a cloistered life as escapist. There is something pure and beautiful about people gathered together in devotional, soulful service. I once spent a hour or so in the gardens of a religious complex in Bruges that had housed monks and nuns for over 400 years. The peace and tranquility of the place was profound and helped ease some of the burdens that troubled my mind.


    • Sun says:

      how beautiful your description of the religious place in Bruges, Suzanne. the longevity of their existence proves at least one thing, a divine connection. wonderful you were able to tap into the peaceful energy. ♥


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