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My life is richest beneath the surface…
Sometimes, there is scarcely a ripple
That shows above.
So much is invisible
To those who remain
At the top.
Invisible…
Each day, dishes and laundry
Washed, then dirtied.
Invisible…
The weedy front flowerbed seen
And the snugabug cuddles instead, hidden.
Invisible…
The cozy-crackling fire felt
The hours of hauling and stacking unknown.
Invisible…
Two tumbled-rumpled children fully present,
Their brother a memory-shadow most never see.
People see the joy, the peace
Not the learning and striving so deep beneath
The foundation of happiness is presence.
Surface words:lazy, messy, ditzy
have so little to do with the healing
That is my life’s purpose.
So much emotion, so much done
Out of sight, never considered.
The invisible matters.
Invisible…
This short little poem in black and white
So much life current beneath.
This poem written in honor of Elijah James Burton, July 13-25, 2003. Your lifetime was 12 days long, and your presence indelible. I love you, Tiny Tiger, today and always.
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Very emotional end ! loved the feelings.
Ladynimue –
Thank you so much for your visit and kind words. This challenge is really helping me to delve more deeply into myself, and some very powerful emotions are coming forth. It can be draining, and definitely is empowering!
Some fab alliteration here Shan. I love the rough and tousle on top and the way you let us into the secret of a mere glimpse of pain underneath – your love for Elijah held close to you. X x
El –
Thank you for stopping in!
Elijah is always here, always a part of me. He is the catalyst for changing pretty much everything about the way we live with our surviving children. He keeps me always aware of how suddenly life can end, with no more chances to get it right.
Bringing joy into the lives of those I love – including, at last, me! – helps me to feel that I am honoring him in some deep way. He has become our greatest gift.
I wept at this, but also smiled. Very emotive Shan. X
Shah –
Thank you for stopping by, and for sharing your reaction. I cried when I wrote parts of it, and others made me feel so warm and safe….
I tried to find one part I like the best and I couldn’t do it. I love the whole thing! Thanks for sharing!
Morgan –
Thanks! It’s the current culmination of many thoughts and feelings, all simmered together….
A stew of a poem! =D
Thanks for stopping by!