Born Again

The warranty said limited life

but it is summer,

my daughters are here

with their own children

and Iā€™m still alive, rising

with the sun like vapor

from dew soaked grass;

the ancient river always new

descends to an unseen ocean

as I gather and hold these days,

born again with the soft voice

of a three year old, crossing

the porch in her shiny red boots

to say good morning.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 


10 Responses to “Born Again”

  1. Lloyd Meeker says:

    Gorgeous and rich, Don – I love the relaxed strength, the deep contentment and flow.

    I don’t always get that contentment in your work – not that it always has to be up front! šŸ™‚ and I cherish it…

  2. Nancy Rose Meeker says:

    Sweet, subtle resolutions in family tenderness…

    Love to you!

  3. Elaine says:

    What more could you ask for? You have a lovely family. šŸ™‚

  4. Born again, for sure…in the sweetness of a sticky hug from a child, holding a newborn for the first time, joking with the guys, laughing with your own kids.
    Now, THAT’S family.

  5. Bill Dare says:

    Brings Joy to my Heart and a feeling of Love and timeless Family.

  6. Gene Latimer says:

    Wow, what an utterly beautiful, illustrated poem, Don! And then “crossing the porch in her shiny red boots to say good morning” takes it/us to a whole other depth.

    Thank you for sharing the blessings.

  7. Pichay says:

    I connect, Don, at all levels! At 68, never too late to live the fullness of life, I have deep love of a cherishing partner, completion of family unit with her children, a 4yr nephew that runs to my hug at every first sight, ready for his next soccer lesson.

    Friday was Mother’s Day in Thailand….celebrating the womb of life that brings it all into manifestation! My eyes are wet as I write, and my contacts are happy.

  8. Chestee says:

    What gifts our young guides bring all glowing and bright in the moments delight. Blessing Don for sharing the gifts.

  9. ron laws says:

    Hearing the pure, true voice of the river
    I drink and remember
    the ancient voice of the mountain – its source
    and return home
    again and again

  10. Ed O'Malley says:

    Don, what a beautiful family, poem and setting.

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