Here's today's dip into eternity, courtesy of Joyce Sutphen, Coming Back to the Body.
Gifts
That woman, she said, could rattle a birdrght out of the sky; that man
could spell a row of corn backwards
and forwards. Their children (all ten of them)
could tell you how to add leaf ot branch
or divide the sky cloud by cloud.
They were a talented family,
a most gifted group.
And when they wanted a vacation,
they painted a wall full of mountains
and climbed the highest ones,
they carved a coastline along the sidewalk
so that they could gaze out to sea
beyond the garage’s shore.
They could sing harmony to a song
that was only, just then, being composed.
They believed in things that no one –not
even God—would have asked them to believe.
They knew how to keep stars
shining and they still do.
~*~*~
And you?
5 comments:
That's beautiful, Mary. Thank you so much for sharing.
I hope you and your family are well.
Feeling a bit inadequate here...
Is that family the Brady Bunch family?
Oh, we aren't playing Jeopardy? Drat. The poem still makes me want to work harder as a family! Keeping up with the poem, you know!
Wow.
Oooh, that was lovely. I am off to google Joyce Sutphen.
But first, wanted to let you know that I have emailed my bio and pic. And also that my piece is already up and showing over at TWC. It looks as though that was unintentional, but I wasn't sure. Just to let you know. Thanks again.
Off to google...
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