
To sit,
Silently
Sharing duty
With your sentinel tree.
Seeking solace
In summer sun
That shines
And shimmers
From the symbols
That statefully
Signal
You…..
My Son

Exploring Resilience via Lifes Burning Issues

To sit,
Silently
Sharing duty
With your sentinel tree.
Seeking solace
In summer sun
That shines
And shimmers
From the symbols
That statefully
Signal
You…..
My Son

Darkness,
reflected,
by the pale tint of white,
Quitely,
intently,
observing you,
I sigh…
An all too familiar experience for many. To fellow travellers of the sleepless night… I wish you sweet dreams (eventually), may sleep come when you need it most.
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