…although I’m not sure of all that

preceded my arrival, I do know

I am here now.  Later, things will

move on when I am no longer.

 

That is the way life is, after all,

in the midst of cries birth occurs,

a new life emerges into the world

in ways which will bring unknown

 

change into lives ready to face

the ever-changing patterns of

adulthood. Parent and child walk

side by side for a time until the nearing

 

of a new moment of new life, an ending

that is the beginning of a new reality

and more soft cries heralding a new birth,

transitioning from one voice to the next…

 

21 October 2015

 

 

I contemplated my small part in the larger story of life in the world.  My role is a part but only a part.  So many other parts of the story went along quite well without me before I was born and the story will continue long after I am gone.  I do not get to see the end of the story.  I merely get to have my say while I am here.  The ellipsis is symbolic for me of the words which come before and after me.  I am humbled and grateful…