Canticle of A Mother

Oh for the love bestowed upon child
Oh for the devotion over years whiled
That the heart grows stronger with every tear
Yet dissipates pains without even a smear 

Mother of child
Mother of the child's child
Mother of the child of a child
Motherhood cloaked with unscented perfumes
Covered in rags from sacrifices only known by her
Responding to cries that were not voiced on any aire
Touching the cheek when child grown was not actually there


Oh for the love bestowed upon child
Oh for the devotion over years whiled
That the heart grows stronger with every tear
Yet dissipates pains without even a smear 


Beyond the hurts departed from lips unchecked
Beyond the hugs given remembered long after gone
Mother spoken brings her near more quickly than hunger feared 
She waits even when forgotten in moments she knows unfold untold 
Then opens arms when they come back once again to nod their existence
Knowing that they seek what she sought years ago in youth's daring adventures
Understanding they too must climb through these years with their own now growing

Oh for the love bestowed upon child
Oh for the devotion over years whiled
That the heart grows stronger with every tear
Yet dissipates pains without even a smear 



Blessed be that she held the babe 
Blessed be her gentleness placed
In her arms rested first peace known
In her eyes reflected first free spirits flying
That independence was taught to release thee 
That love was instilled to gently keep safe thee
Now forever tattooed with her heart's beat inside Thee.


Generations to generations 
Mothers are the first and last in that unending circle
That has nothing but love to shine forth.  

Mother so loved so revered ~ no longer here.  



(Dedication:For the LOVE of All Mothers where we got our start right next to her heart.)  

 ~ more verses to be added later ~

Copyright©1998-2016 KLB

quiet concentration

Day 15

National Poetry Month

inhale and hold

exhale and pause

repeat

repeat repeat

preparation 

now pull up love from the heart

focus on that as the solid core

realize that you are there

no matter what  

hold hold hold

inhale and hold

exhale and pause

repeat

repeat repeat

preparation 

reach with fingertips of mind

already connected to the heart

gently touch to connect

listening to the resonation

 wait wait wait  

inhale and hold

exhale and pause

repeat

repeat repeat

preparation 

one cannot hurry

what is not known

but at the ready 

she flexes with the winds

smile smile smile 

there are no promises of no pain

the tears of the heart unrestrained

become crystals that reflect light

in multicolred rainbows over and over again

it is hard to adjust the sails

that they be filled with love

there are times the canvases cut loose

flapping briefly about in the breezes of change

making snaps and cracks that sound sharp

yet there right there in that heart

love is and remains waiting 

to center

the ship yet again

alight upon the grassy turfs

that are soft compared to the rock

formidable rises up that hard granite

that if not for her heart 

might claim yet another victim

not this time or season

she quietly breathes within

there will be stops along the way

brief moments for a little restess sleep

but life is the journey of living

astounding when righted by the guide of love

does not all of this

make for the worthiness

of the death that lies ahead

where when several last breaths unfold

there will be no regrets that indeed

with all flaws and all successes

we might say we lived with love!

© 1998-2016 by KLB

"land south of somewhere"

High in the turret perched

overlooking the

Land South of Somewhere

morning brushes her face

as she peers through the misty veil

that lays over the tree shrouded mountains

she wonders about her fate

she wonders about his too

she knows they shall never speak again

for one another to hear

it was a moment

just a quick inhale

in a length of time

called a life

that living it meant only those moments

now memories left carved deep into hearts

that are woven into souls

in this land of slow drawn speech

she came quietly to seek

the reprieve she needed to heal

that she might move on 

knowing memories of him

are forever carried deep

The 

Land South of Somewhere

marks painful time in drops of life blood

til the sun sets after the rain

wash away some of the immediate pain

that once again she might breathe

at the least to walk down over the next hill

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

In each note sung by a rich gifted voice, in the sunsets painted by the hands of nature itself, in lives of other humans far grander above this one ~ I get to see just how there is no end just phases like the moon that mocks our inability to fathom beyond such bloated egos.

 

I am in Love with Love........ that is fine.  All I know is to Be who I am, surrendered to that Universal Love that is more than, yet all, of who I am.  

 

All I want is to not live life mediocre with no understanding of even the smallest parts of Love.............I had those glimpses into death that I could appreciate death mixed into Life encompassed by LOVE.

© 1998-2016 by KLB

Release me from this ego (part 2)

Upon the sands of the shoreline I sat befuddled.  Fear's energy pinned me tightly to the reflection of that specific physical reality and yet I did not know the fear.

I felt overwhelmed with urgent pressing outward to back inward wondering if the sea disliked me in my comparing within the mirror of such a frightening reality.

Then I grew quiet within and opened my heart's eyes without.

I smelled the salty sea spray and recognized it beckoned me back to it only when I chose to let go of the fear.  Letting go of the fear could only be done when I was willing to know it.  

I smashed up against that mirror so fiercely by fear that I could not see its edges.

BUT upon knowing fear it slipped away and I stepped back to see a much bigger picture that was actually me swimming in a much bigger sea the went further than a planet's aire and beyond those galaxies near.

As I floated I realized that that unknown that was energy of fear simply held me captive in a narrow little piece of space-time and continued to diminish me into a smaller and tighter experience.  

Now I was expanded back outwardly and with this flight I am giving me for not what pleases me but rather what pleases the whole.

My soul's volume cries forth ~ release me more and more from the ego ~ let me be for you that which is most precious above all ~ let me give until I am gone that you are what I am and we are simply but one....Universal Love.

© 1998-2016 by KLB