Sunday, April 30, 2006

A Poem from Claudia (Mark's Mom)

Thank you, Aaron, for providing the forum for storytelling. Humanity prevails because of the connections created through such sharing.

The following is from my collection of poems titled "A Healing Place: Poems of the Goulais."

Hidden Treasure

Time is a river.
Life is…
When it seems as if change
is the only constant,
step into the middle,
look deep
beneath the surface reflection
of what is merely present.
Stand silent,
in the rich bottom silt
where the stories are,
layer upon layer,
decade by decade.
Stories to curl toes around.
Stories to nourish
to sustain
to connect
to pass on.
For time is a river.
Life is…
exquisitely storied.



Blogger dave bushey said...

That's a beautiful peom, Claudia. Thanks for sharing it with us.

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