I lost my mother at the end of January. Our relationship was not what most would consider typical of mother and daughter. I still mourn what will never be and the words I can no longer hope to hear from her. But, someday I will meet my mother again. She will be beautifully transformed and her love will be perfect.
I wrote this short poem thinking of her death. I may add to it later, but for now I can't.
Life Emerges copyright 2007
Dead limbs fall to earth, unhurriedly turning to living soil
Brittle brown now soft green
Rigidity transforms into gentle lushness
Harshness no longer, but calmness granted by soothing hues
Just as Winter harshly slays what once was full of promise,
Spring emerges with budding hope freshly alive
That which was buried springs forth into the light
Darkness dissipates, gardens bloom
Fruitful gifts abound
I wrote this short poem thinking of her death. I may add to it later, but for now I can't.
Life Emerges copyright 2007
Dead limbs fall to earth, unhurriedly turning to living soil
Brittle brown now soft green
Rigidity transforms into gentle lushness
Harshness no longer, but calmness granted by soothing hues
Just as Winter harshly slays what once was full of promise,
Spring emerges with budding hope freshly alive
That which was buried springs forth into the light
Darkness dissipates, gardens bloom
Fruitful gifts abound
The poem is beautiful! I think you should write more - especially about God and nature, etc. dc
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