Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Adeline Horvich RIP March 27, 2010

Taken from: Everything is Waiting for You. Poems by David Whyte


She wrote me a letter
after her death
and I remember
a kind of happy light
falling on the envelope
as I sat by the rose tree
on her old bench
at the back door,
so surprised by its arrival
wondering what she would say
looking up before I could open it
and laughing to myself
in silent expectation.

Dear son, it is time
for me to leave you,
I am afraid that the words
you are used to hearing,
are no longer mine to give,
they are gone and mingled
back in the world
where it is no longer
in my power
to be their first
original author
nor their last
loving bearer.

You can hear
of affection now
only from your own mouth
and only
when you
speak them
to those
who stand
before you.

As for me I must forsake
and be bound gladly
to a new childhood.
You must understand
this apprenticeship
demands of me
an elemental innocence
for everything
I ever held in my hands.

I know your generous soul
is well able to let me go
you will in the end
be happy to know
my God was true
and I find myself
after loving you all so long,
in the wide,
infinite mercy
of being mothered myself.

P.S. All your intuitions were true.

Mom, Me, Libbe, Dad

1 comment:

  1. Incredible poem. At first I thought you had written it because it sounded just like your wisdom. Powerful.


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