Photo: Meredith McKown
http://www.mckownphotography.com/index.html
Old souls behind
child eyes,
masters of power
in hand-me-downs.
When you reach low to
tie their shoes
remember to kneel in
respect.
Listen at least as often
as you tell.
Learn more than you teach.
Through their missteps, scrapes,
and tears, come to know
compassion.
Joining in their spirited play,
surrender to joy.
You’ve been blessed
with the holy sacrament
of tending –
Midwifing your own soul’s
rebirth.
© 2010-1209/Jamie K. Reaser
Published in "Note to Self: Poems for Changing the World from the Inside Out"
Deep gratitude to Meredith McKown for sharing her beautiful photography
Deep gratitude to Meredith McKown for sharing her beautiful photography
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Wow, this is a beautiful poem! A friend of mine referred me to your blog...and I'm glad she did! Thanks for sharing ;^)
ReplyDeleteJamie - I have always LOVED this one......Cheri
ReplyDeleteThank you Cynthia and Cheri! Deep blessings
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