There’s no safety net
To catch me when hard times fall.
I’ve had to make my own.

It’s a net of light,
Woven of love, trust, and truth.
Clarity of mind.

Catching me gently,
It soothes me where it finds me,
‘Til the aching’s gone.

This haiku came about as a result of a conversation I had with my cousin, about how I seem so able to deal with letting go of things, like my son moving away, a horrible marriage and divorce, a failed love affair.  I said, “i don’t have a safety net. I’m by myself most of the time.  I have to make my own, if I want to go on living.”

By Deborah E. Dayen

Picture from Google Images.