For my wife, Sue.
There are no bricks and mortar
to stand in place of a life lived
not for the moment
but in the moment
so that all times are momentous.
If your life is to simply stand still,
then be still.
If it is to be simple
then let it be simple.
Who is to know what great things
came from the simplest moments of stillness
in the hearts and minds
of the high and the low?
Give what troubles you a name,
rage against it,
bury it,
grieve for it,
and be released
for life.
And I will try
to be silent
to listen
to be here
to mind my own soul (and not yours)
to give what is mine to give
through life lived
in the moment
so that all times are momentous
especially with you.
The heart-felt is the hardest to write. Perhaps it comes from being so close, if that makes sense?
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Indeed, Obbo. Finding something new to say is always a challenge.
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What a beautiful poem! Bet your wife loved it.
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She did indeed. But then again, she’s biased. 😉
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They always are Doug!
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