The warranty said limited life
but it is summer,
my daughters are here
with their own children
and I’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.
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! 🙂 and I cherish it…
Sweet, subtle resolutions in family tenderness…
Love to you!
What more could you ask for? You have a lovely family. 🙂
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.
Brings Joy to my Heart and a feeling of Love and timeless Family.
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.
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.
What gifts our young guides bring all glowing and bright in the moments delight. Blessing Don for sharing the gifts.
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
Don, what a beautiful family, poem and setting.