Saturday, May 9, 2015

In the Cave - For Mom

Hope you enjoy your Saturday Post!

Where it is darkest
I stand
One more curve until I see the light
In the cave

Where I have been walking
I pause
One more rest before the next move
In the cave

Where I have no reference
I consider
The path that I am on
In the cave

Where there's so little light
I remember
Stopping where I am is deadly
In the cave

Where shades and shadows dance
I consider
Perception is reality
In the cave

Where light returns softly
I take notice
The exit is preceded by curves
In the cave

In honor of my Mom as a testament to her strength and endurance, as she stands vigil over her firstborn son Andrew in Costa Rica. 
Mom and Andrew
May 2014
Sometimes the battle (i.e. the cave) is the waiting.

With words, song and prayer,

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