| My mind was riven, split in two
by fears for a son no longer with me no longer home and as I prayed long that day I tearfully asked what now? Who am I? how am I to be a Mom when he is not here, my son? And as I walked along I found a walnut shell upon the ground its rough exterior split in two the meat within long gone to some squirrel's brood Protection no longer needed for the sheltered seed it grew for both had done that which was given and all along that life within was just passing through... Ish ©98 |
