I am stranded
Alone with all these others
I have been shipwrecked since the beginning
Too often expecting someone else to be my anchor
I hoped for you to pierce all this loneliness
And right my course
So I could board your vessel
The deep wounds of humanity and
All the broken hearts
Tear our lives apart sometimes
Only stillness and
The practice of quiet spaciousness
Can piece us back together
In the daily practice of parenting
These children of my life’s shipwreck
Moment by moment
I notice my body’s sensations and
The stories of my mind
I choose discerningly words of compassion
And acts of kindness
So even a shipwrecked life is good
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