MOTHEROOT
Creation often
needs two hearts
one to root
and one to flower
One to sustain
in time of drouth
and hold fast
against winds of pain
the fragile bloom
that in the glory
of its hour
affirms a heart
unsung, unseen.
--Marilou Awiakta
Abiding Appalacia
Watoto Children’s Choir “Will You Sing My Lullaby?”
I took this photo at the Shidoni Gallery in Tesuque Village, New Mexico
Dear Noelle,
ReplyDeleteThank you for posting this image and words, they are both thought provoking and beautiful.
Keeping us humble!
From my heart to yours
Sue x
I don't know if you carry this tradition in the USA?, but my daughter and I will be assembling our shoe box for the Christmas Child appeal campaign this weekend. Each box is filled with goodies for a child that perhaps has no parents at all.
ReplyDeleteSue, I put the link up for haiku my heart since Rebecca is out of town. You can sign up on my blog.
ReplyDeleteThank you Noelle for sharing such a wonderful poem with so much depth in it. The mother and child picture goes so well with the poem. It really is a blessing to have your mothers near as the fragile bloom begins to blossom to its full glory. In times of drought and pain who can be more understanding and a better guide than our own mothers.
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