Draws of Stories

Clearing my father's house is an emotional journey. Initially as I opened each draw I felt sadness as I connected with forgotten or even unknown stories of his life. With each passing day some sadness remains but something else is emerging.  In recent years my relationship with my father has been strained as we have pressed each others buttons and got a little lost in our own baggage and neurosises. Connecting with his life stories is allowing me to see him in his true light and to hold him in the light. As I open each draw and bring in the light a healing process begins.

Pathway

This path I walk each day,
forever evolves in some new way,
Today all ahead lies clear,
no dark foreboding landscapes here,
to stir, to wake, my deepest fear,
Bathed in dappled light of sunlit glade,
There is no need to strive, to wade,
The ground my feet do barely greet,
So lost am I in Nature's sensual retreat.