Earth holds me closer
Time used to stretch himself out
and suspend me
when I jumped
into lakes
and ponds
and blue holes
to join my love already splashing,
but now He lets Earth hold me closer,
has found a mossy seat for me beneath the red maple tree
where I can blow bubbles for my grandson to chase
as they’re lifted
skyward
by a breeze
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Beautiful snapshot!
Reading this, I feel soul being lifted with the bubbles. Thank you for sharing.
Beautiful!
This poem feels like a warm hug. Very nicely done!
‘Mossy seat’ is such a tender, tactile detail–it feels like a psalm.
personification of time is great, and the red maple feels so perfect and purposefully chosen
Lovely – especially the action of jumping suspending time.