I have, in my time, gone looking for advice -
sat at the knees of sage pundits,
sat with old women picking clean their rice;
wizened bodies housing wise souls, rheumy eyes,
stacks of life lessons, tips and tricks.
And each in their way, this is what they've said,
my child, don't label things too quick.
Be at home right inside your skin and head.
Every moment is its own watershed,
spot the shining silver in it.
Today I'd like to pass this on to you -
that everything has a nugget,
a core, a thread, and even scrap's got value;
you can't build with pure silver. It needs bamboo,
clay baked hard and hot into bricks.
A powerful (and too often overlooked) truth.
ReplyDeleteHappy Mother's Day.
Thank you. And happy Mother's Day to you too.
DeleteHari OM
ReplyDeletewonderful words from the wise! YAM xx (still traipsing - another couple of weeks...)
Enjoy the traipsing! :) thanks for being here.
DeleteThose are wise words. All good things take effort and there is something of value in all things if we look.
ReplyDeleteThe thing is most of the time we aren't looking close enough.
DeleteHi Nila - they are wise words ... especially as your offspring is about to step out into this wonderful world of ours - have a blessed Mother's Day ... Hilary
ReplyDeleteThanks, Hilary.
Deleteoh so true. Excellent poem. Patience is a virtue...for mothers and kids alike.
ReplyDeletePatience is not exactly this mother's strong suite :)
DeleteI'm drawing on my patience right now as a 17 year old granddaughter babysits a 8 week old granddaughter. The parents worked it out so that the baby sitting is happening at my house and it's so hard to just let the babysitter handle it!
ReplyDeleteWish you adequate amounts of patience. Hands-off parenting is hard enough, hands-off grandparenting must be excruciating!
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