Be mindful
Those generational ghosts you bring forward;
Those in your own heart and mind which no Longer
Exist.
We are teaching children to fear them.
We are born fearless.
We are born fresh and
We are born free of past regrets.
Do not dump your unhealed bits on them, the Children.
Lessons abound from the past. Still, let us refrain from planting our pain in the child’s heart.
Pardon me while I hold on to
You selfishly from time to time
My child.
For you are part of me.
Infused in my
Bones
And heart,
My being.
Peace settles me completely
When in my arms you sleep.
And supreme joy engulfs me
When your hand in mine
You keep.
Eternally
My heart exceeds mortal capacity
As
I watch you soar.
And always here I am with
A heart of flame if ever you need more
Kindling to begin again
A fire of your own.
Always
Always
A constant abode.
Time did what the old ones said it would.
It went by fast and now
Sweet child you are grown.
Out into the world you have gone.
How did it feel so slow in moments
Only to be gone all at once?
I knew him then.
The boy.
The child.
I knew him when the sun played on his shoulders.
When a glance at the clouds above would set him free.
When nothing could stop him from
Dancing
Or
Smiling.
It is as if another lifetime now.
I do not know what happened out there in the world.
I do not know who stole
Delight from his veins.
But I do know
Whoever
Stole it,
They did not take it all.
For
I see it in his shadow.
I reopened the gate
And went out into
The
Great
Wilderness.
There I returned to the
Life
I new
As a child
And became
The
Peace
I have always carried.
For the birds welcomed me.
The wind embraced me.
The trees received me with a timeless remembering.
The dirt infused my senses with vivification.
The sky opened up in my heart
And the sun became a friend to my soul again.
I recalled this is where I belong.
There,
In
The
Great
Wilderness,
I did live
Once
More.
Chole Into Diamonds 