Stop what you’re doing and listen.
Put it down, all of it.
The laundry basket full
of other peoples things.
Their thoughts, and your old stories
Of who you should be
tangled up with mismatched socks
and worn-out layers
Now Shhh, don’t move, don’t talk.
It’s simple, and just about impossible
Be still, silent.
Just listen.
She will creep out from under the pile
if you let her.
She’s been hoping and waiting
for you to notice
She may whimper at first
or bound out boldly
after too many years
being trapped underneath.
She
is the deep down inside you.
Perhaps the hidden, unknown, forgotten
You.
Your voice,
The one you may have lost
When you became another.
A mother.
She may need to travel or sing
Paint, write or draw.
She could learn to dance, or run.
Anything.
She could play soccer, and wants to fly
Step aside
and trust
for she knows just what to do.
When all is quiet, listen.
Believe her when she speaks
of what lies beneath the lists and chores
and layers of endless things.
So go on, put it all down, and take her hand
For she wants to show you a secret path,
that leads right back
to you.
Copyright (C) 2010. By Meg Lawton. All Rights Reserved.
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Simply, thank you. Perfect day, perfect hour to read these words. I am experiencing a low point and this is exactly what I needed to hear.
WOW–Beautiful!
I’m so glad we’ve connected. I hope you can hear your voice today Beth, for I’m sure it has some wisdom to share.
Poetic and beautifully written with the perfect message. Thanks Meg, for sharing what’s in your heart.
You’re welcome Jean, thanks for visiting
Beautifully written Meg, and true for every age, right up to grandparents and probably great grandparents as well.
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Thank you, Meg. Brilliant!! You have reached the spot in so many of us that needs that little prod and cuddle.
When the light is obscured and blurred your words help one to focus again and move once more toward the ‘light’.
Wow, Meg!! I love your insight!
As a Mom we do lose ourselves. These is awesome! It comes at a time that it was needed..Thank You so much!
Oh yes, Meg…right on target. That’s why getting old is delightful. It took me all this time to allow that little me out from under the laundry. So glad you are loving her as young as you are.
Thank you so much. My dad passed away last week and this is helping me reorient myself. Appreciate it!
What beautiful and affecting prose. I felt a profound stillness as I read your words, so much so I think it is the perfect time to meditate! Thank you for sharing this deeply personal & profound poem.
How wonderful and came at the perfect time for me to read! Thanks so much for your beautiful poem and poignant message.
Thank You
I love this!!