Saturday, November 10, 2012

Making peace

Grace @ Everyday Amazing


yesterday morning
i yielded to blue mountains --
   cold and muddy trail 
   of jagged stones and fallen leaves 

i let the tree branches support
   my tired limbs
   and ragged breathing footsteps--
   one careful measure at a time

and at last 
   i was rewarded 
   with an exhilarating view
   of nature's beauty,  fresh and unguarded --
   a calming peace to urban-weary eyes 

this early morning,
   i yielded to embracing  
   my son and kissing his cheek,  
   as he stood by kitchen sink 
  
   an idealist,
   an angry young man at the business world,
   his choices versus mine
   are now clashing like water and dirty oil --
   
   and frankly I don't know how to handle
   this suddenly-grown up adult, but to accept
   that he is growing into his own 
   unique person   
    
i was rewarded
   with his smile and understanding nod --
   it was better than the stony silence of indifference
   and bitter words during the last days
      
there are many things i don't yield to -
  challenges, negativity and setbacks
    
but today, 
i yield to peace -- 
        trusting its fruits and rewards --
        like calm journey of rushing stream,
        like strong trees on cold mountains
in our home,
where it should all begin
     


Posted for :   D'verse Poets Pub  - Making Peace with Poetics - The first part deals with my adventure yesterday at Blue Mountains where we had our office conference.   The second part deals with my changing relationship with my second child.  What a timely topic.   Thanks for the visit ~

40 comments:

  1. Yes. You describe this difficulty so well - trying to figure out when to just be silent If not actually back down, when to stand against, also those times when you are really doing nothing and there's simply anger in the air - youth an intense time - sounds like you're doing a good job though. k.

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    1. Not all the time, but I am trying to ~ Thanks K ~

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  2. A difficult situation, well handled. Trust peace.

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  3. Roots and wings! Be overjoyed that he is trying the wings! It is a scary time but trust that you gave him the right tools to fly and he will! Lovely poem, Grace.

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    1. Roots and wings, what a lovely metaphor ~ Thanks for the encouragement and support ~

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  4. Dear grace, aah the kids , the twins had the last day in school yesterday and I dont believe still now they have to make a test (so difficult) to university, here is not easy. And I think what they will be, I wanna be happy thats all, but is a long roas I know, I pray for them to God be with them, is difficult, I saw them and I see the little arrive my home 18 years ago but I know now is different, I need peace too, blessings to you

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    1. It is so different now Gloria as these kids are growing up~ Thanks for the visit and blessings ~

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  5. To fly away from your bay as to be hard to see as a bit less pull comes from thee. Sounds like an adventure to be had as well with the tale you went on and tell.

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    1. I was so proud to complete the hike ~ Thank you Pat ~

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  6. Goodness, it's such a difficult thing isn't it. Knowing when to listen and when to try to offer advice without causing even more anger. I'm discovering my teens fav saying recently is: 'I know, I know' thinking, she does know all there is to know about everything...
    It sounds as if you needed the challenge of the walk and, enjoyed it. Lovely imagery.

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    1. Sounds like my daughter too..ha..ha...I was happy for the break and time away from family to cool down and reassess the situation ~ Thanks Bren ~

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  7. Grace, I read between the lines of this the "grace" of acceptance of each moment--the immersion in nature and the wonderful yielding to the urge to express affection so that you know, deep down, the differences are on the surface.

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  8. smiles...i think at some point all parents have to face that...that our children may grow up with different opinions and views than us...i remember going through it with my parents...and i know my day will come....smiles...nice capture....love the mountains so the first part ah, been there...

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  9. Beautiful, Grace. If you persevere oftentimes there will be a beautiful view at the summit. And the part of the poem about your son, yes....that is what it is like. I have been there too...many times. (Smiles)

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  10. Beautifully written, the journey of motherhood, loving through the differences and changes. Love your journey in nature as well. You captured it wonderfully, the beauty, the tiredness, the peace of surrender. Also a mother's journey:)

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  11. Grace- A good choice to go for peace... from enjoying nature to accepting that our children are their own individuals with their own beliefes... sometimes to our disliking.

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  12. not always easy when they grow up and have their own opinions and values that can be so different from ours...good if there's an atmosphere of understanding and trust and peace..

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  13. This is a beautiful idea, surrendering to peace. I know that it is vital to a child's individuation and self-esteem to be accepted and seen as they are, as individuals. This is a wonderful response to the prompt.

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  14. I was with you, so beautiful Heaven.

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  15. Beautiful...love the flow of this and your conclusion.

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  16. I loved the beauty in this piece ... we all need peace !!!

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  17. Very Beautiful !!!

    Have a good day :)
    groayla

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  18. We have a simple rule in this house, wheras no matter what I notice re my son's mood it's none of my business until he 'tells' me. And my wife asks and probes at each passing frown or silence. Between us, as parents must, we drive him batty! So peace is often complicated in families.

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  19. this is very beautiful, Grace. to surrender to peace... just reading this line makes me feel like a weight dropped off my shoulders.
    wonderful poem.

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  20. Lots of feeling and realities in this. You did the right thing and made an excellent poem of it too: the way you come back to trees and mountains and streams at the end works well.

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  21. I just love this...and it all begins at home. Having an adult son, I understand this well. Have a great weekend Grace.

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  22. I understand this too. The difficulties in families and their resolution are as momentous to us as those of our country on the battlefield. Well realized here.

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  23. I am right there with you Grace. Yielding is an intention I've been aspiring to quite a bit especially in the past year. My second son turns 18 in February. He is brilliant and I adore him, so letting go has been pretty painful. Allowing him to be his own man as he (dropped out/got arrested/experimented.) My constant image is holding my hands cupped together and wide open. We all deserve to be our own person without judgement.
    Blessings

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  24. To see your child growing up must be strange. Be confident he makes your values valid in that world foreign to you.

    :-)

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  25. This IS wonderful. Wonderful interactions and wonderfully told.

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  26. Family surrender is the key to a happy world :-)

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  27. I so can relate to this one, especially in regard to an adult child. We have to allow them to be their own people but sometimes their choices can chafe or create conflict. The passage of time and patience can sometimes change the whole scenario...

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  28. What a lovely thought, Grace
    Yielding to peace
    And what a great teacher nature can be if we'll listen.
    I think you've got it right and spoke it perfectly

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  29. Very nice. I am a few years from having a son who may enter a very contrary world. I hope I have the grace you show in this poem to accept and watch with the priority being love.

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  30. Peace is solution to many things..It keeps relationships intact...beautiful poem Grace :)

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  31. smiles...was great to see you....hope you are well grace....

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  32. Better to yield to peace. I like your portrayal of it and its beautiful colours.

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