Don’t sigh over the day’s news
of untimely deaths and grievous loss
without cooing at birth notices
without echoing too the joy
of those smiling at the future
in wedding and graduation photos
Taste all that’s poignant and affecting
until the staccato of personal notes
blurs into a shimmering chord
harmonics bubbling past your lips
triads tickling your tongue
savor and swallow the resonance
Dare even to swallow yourself
your drama and your resumé
gone beyond your own event horizon
into the singing singularity
the intoning mother of all notes
the “om” of home
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Copyright Deborah McGlauflin, February 15, 2014. All rights reserved.
Deb,
I am in awe of your commanding descriptions and spiritual wisdom spoken with effortless ease! WOW!