Sun is down in its winter home,
barely visible above naked branches,
the valley without rain
for the first time in weeks.
Dry and bright, the day opens
and I meet it, worn places
flaking off like decayed skin,
and beneath the roughage
something pink and new.
A baby born from an old man
like the miracle of Abraham,
child of my age coming forth
with words fully formed,
yearning for the milk of life
and bright green forest,
still wailing with hunger
after all these years.
It’s a miracle, isn’t it? Such a gift. Thank you, Don!
…all within womb of Earth Mother, enveloped by Father Sky.. diaper rash comes with the territory….gratitude, Don
Don, I only wish I could steal this one.
Really beautiful Dad.
Life is a gift
Thank you for yours
Ain’t life grand.
As always a beauty springs forth, inspired by life itself. Such a gift to be open to it and it is such a joy to read and absorb. I often think we may age but isn’t it true how young we feel inside.
Your poems are always a delight. They slow time and reveal a world beyond the narrow focus of the daily routine. Thanks, Don.
Don…once again, my heart is touched…you are a marvelous, sensitive poet….I love how you create such poignant images!
Yes, what a gift to awaken to that golden child once again.
Thank you, Don, for this gift that you bring. I feel like I am by your side, walking together through this life we share. I love the Joy that is our companion as well.
I like the startling image of a child being reborn out of an adult carapace by the winter sun. I’d never heard of the miracle of Abraham, but I looked it up in the Quran Online. Apparently he withstood an attempt to set him on fire, which fits with your image of the sun peeling back but not incinerating…making the image spiritual rather than literal–and that’s the true nature of poetry, folks!
Thanks for the breath of Life, the Liberty with which I draw it and your words to share, Don.
I LOVED YOUR POEM. I REALLY COULD FEEL THR GLIMMER OF SPRING AND THE RE-BIRTH OF THE EARTH. THANKS FOR BRINGING FORTH THE AWAKENING OF NATURE. SO IMPORTANT WHILE BEING IN THE COMING END OF WINTER.
For those who might enjoy the Biblical reference: Genesis 21: 1And the LORD visited Sarah as he had said, and the LORD did unto Sarah as he had spoken. 2For Sarah conceived, and bare Abraham a son in his old age, at the set time of which God had spoken to him. 3And Abraham called the name of his son that was born unto him, whom Sarah bare to him, Isaac. 4And Abraham circumcised his son Isaac being eight days old, as God had commanded him. 5And Abraham was an hundred years old, when his son Isaac was born unto him. 6And Sarah said, God hath made me to laugh, so that all that hear will laugh with me. 7And she said, Who would have said unto Abraham, that Sarah should have given children suck? for I have born him a son in his old age.
Nicodemus…..?
The intense longing,the yearning.the quest,the hunger….His Gift..
Even the whole lifetime spent is worthwhile…waiting for the RINGING RADIANCE…?
What a poignant piece at this stage of your life, as I’m trusting the new babe will come forth healthy and strong.