This is an autumn poem, but it is also about beginnings, and so feels appropriate at this time of beginning for my blog. And it is about my mother, who died in the month of May, not long before Mother’s Day. I felt the energy of the end of the poem this morning as I was reflecting on the needs of my friends and the world and my own feeling of incapacity to really help despite the abundance of gifts that have been bestowed upon me.
Today it is in the 80s in Charlotte! I felt a call to post this poem again. It is one of the first poems I posted after starting this blog in May 2021. It is a poem of beginning. Enjoy! Summer Song It was early summer when it all began The circle of life, the … Read more