Softly
For LH
You come, softly spoken,
softly moving
as a zephyr breeze at dusk
stirs and settles, without ado;
you walk the earth communing
softly, at home with its elements,
their fruitfulness and offspring,
with the midwifery of your art
and collective beingness;
mindbody the gorgeous instrument
to strum:
to toss up yummy salads,
make tea, wash up;
tell bedtime stories,
nurturing your garden allotment
along with children, students, mates, as well as kith and kin.
It is a good day when you come by!
jumping into rivers,
enabling the oldies
listening so well
- at ease with silence.
I rejoice in you!
My auntly fairy wish for you:
to walk lightly on the land
live radiant and empathically
in each moment.
Shine upon and with each face
you see and think of -
with all that surrounds you:
the creepie crawlies, the legged, finned and winged critters
the creatures of our dreams
who co-inhabit and create with us
and those that squiggle out of your pen and mind.
And the trees.
.
May your be ever inspired and inspiring
abreast of the racing times
steady and balanced,
wide-eyed yet savvy, carrying the legacy of new expression
with or without acclaim
along with the earthy modesty and sense of your genome, gifts
and winter solstice heritage .
Attagirl! Attalife! Atta-everymoment!
May