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we got it! we got it! we got it!
amazing.
when stuffed with love
there can be nothing
that goes wrong.
in some of us
(a few of us)
we do it because we love it
(in every inch of our body)
and it is who we are
(and will be until we are too old to run and catch and come back)
and the world is ours
from gravel roads
to rainwater ponds
lost cows
and bare trees-
this great adventure
left to us as a gift
that we will share until they are mere tales
made real through story
and our grandchildren pick up the steps
we can no longer take
i wish i could step back
(in time and space)
to sit on a red velvet pew
(in an old church)
and hear the keys of the pipe organ
(that appears to reach toward heaven)
played by Grammy
(with her perfect white hair)
and listen to the beauty of timeless hymns
(found in hymnals and hearts)
sung by Papa
(his voice as deep as the caverns)
look (look up)
look up above (above in the heavens)
above in the heavens what do you see?
mother
(you are
in my garden)
mother
(you are
the woman i hope to become)
mother
(you are
rain that replenishes the earth)
mother
(you are
grace amidst tragedy)
mother
(you are
beautiful beyond what your eyes can see)
mother
(you are
home after a long journey)
mother
(you are
my best friend)
mother
(you are
peace, hope, and love)
mother
(you are
the zinnias growing tall… in my garden)
sunday drives: an american pastime
no destination
or purpose
beyond admiring the world as it rolls by.
trees whisper
turtles make daredevil crosses
and it is beautiful, because beautiful is all it is meant to be.
the somewhere you end up
is where you were intended to go
is where God sent you to sooth your soul and quiet your heart.
roots grown deep
in the tradition of those who have driven before us
we drive. (with OUR families, hearts, dreams, and prayers)
