So, I haven't posted on my blog in a while. Here's a poem about this new stage of my life. Enjoy!
Seasons
Quiet.
Stillness.
Busyness, laughter,
kids.
Questions.
Hopes intermingled with
past dreams that have been
broken like a stalk of celery.
Confusion,
wonder,
like a child staring at dust floating in the air
and innocently smiling as it
finds it's home on the red and worn carpet.
New responsiblities emerge.
A tent serves as a makeshift home
as I try to find my way.
A season of self-discovery;
filled with potted plants
and bulbs that lay rooted
deep beneath the ground.
A cold frost over night threatens to
reject and stunt the new growth.
Yet, the potential of the
soon-to-be daffodils
remains unscathed.
I've received
an invitation to see life
from the perspective of a
newborn kitten.
Reaching up with my paw
to heights unknown
and to depths
untouched.
Swim in the sea
of new beginnings.
Climb aboard the wooden boat of forgiveness.
It's foundation encompasses a
history rich with meaning,
and it's deck is the firstfruits of a
lasting home.
Accept the pruning
that comes with cleaning house
and therefore,
moving on.
Prepare the way for something greater -
a feast, perhaps
garnished with cilantro and rosemary
and finished off with
a decadent chocolate cake.
(Copyright - Alex Puleo: April 1, 2012)
