An open letter to my son with words I hope he toils over at a much later date.
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I love watching you run
Hearing you sing
Seeing you see
Oh sweet golden eyed spring
Dirt under nails
Grass on your knees
Wind in your sails
On imagined seas
Hold on my boy
Did you know we’re spinning?
A thousand miles per hour?
Gravity pulling our rock in to space
Forever embracing the starry tongued face of infinity
They’ll tell you that wisdom is “belief in self”
Force feed you the dollar
And bastardized health
So run from their ethics
And flee from their waste
Turn from your screen
And find sun on your face
Hold on my boy
There are beginnings
In every form of ending
So don’t tarry so long
In the modernist grazing
But fly for the Love-Light
Perpetually breaking o’er infinity
For there is a whisper
It’s always insisting
That you dance in worship
Singing hallelujah
(There’s nothing left to do
But gently convince you
That though an abstraction
Love’s the only worthy transaction)
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