Wednesday, November 27, 2013

For my mother

The wisdom of my mother is
                                              knowing the soil,
                                              burning so bright,
                                              tending the coals,
                                              standing upright,
                                              purging the old,
                                              learning the new,
                                              pursuing goals,
                                              waiting for me ...
to understand.

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