Guardian of Life

Born

as all are

tiny dew drop

slick upon leaf

golden prism

light breaks

giving birth

to a living angel.

Life was a trial

abuse

abandonment

fear

depression

heartache

piled

rock

upon 

rock

a cairn

built with tears

with broken bones

with broken heart

yet still

a smile

she wore upon her face.

Sticks and stones

faced them all

allowing not bitterness

no recriminations

emphatic she was

to forgive them all.

As night’s last light fades

she stands

atop hill

hands raised

praise given

to Mother Earth

a healing 

if one will

started

with one small forgiveness.

 

©Sept. 2/20

Picture is my own