formed of my flesh - mine
a favored child
a gift from God
a whirlwind
passionate
powerful
persuasive
no fear
toes to the edge
peering:
down
out
beyond
over there
what if?
why?
curious, ambitious, energy
“Pick me! I will try!”
successful with
flair and flourish
favored child
gift from God
held in my heart - mine
so soon
much more than me
no longer moon but sun
mine, not mine
the loss bearable, barely
because this is the way of mothers and sons
so needed, then needed not at all
one left behind
one grown
gone
a boy no longer
a man - husband - father
harder, with life-honed edge
fearing only for wife
child
wanting, needing to be more than he might be
he of tunnel vision and
scattered prism
everything, everywhere, both, all, neither, nothing
linear thought circle back: what if, if then, then how, how then
foolhardy
truth seeker
quick mind and
quicker tongue
He calls his mother. We speak of many things:
evil, worship, war, the Why of Israel, babies dying in Gaza,
parenthood, chakras, Budda, peace, lack of it, falsehood of freedom,
a nation under nothing but self-interest, hope
He utters wisdom,
imparts clarity in the midst
of my mental chaos
clutching the simplicity of it all,
I laugh in awe, delight, wonder.
a man, formed of my flesh - so much more than me
no longer moon but sun
mine, not mine
a Gift from God indeed
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