Monday, March 1, 2010

goddess #27


puffs of spring
orange and pink
bloom amidst the brown remain of winter

may we welcome
the passing seasons of the year
and the passing seasons of our lives.

Here in Florida, I am spending lots of time with my mom and her friends. She is in her mid-eighties and is the youngest of her pals . . . It is wonderful to see how full of life they all are . . . involved in all kinds of activities -- they are regulars at the symphony, chamber concerts, opera, ballet, Shakespeare and contemporary theater performances . . . they visit the art museums and festivals, work at the pottery studio, go to exercise class, political discussion groups, and yiddish classes. . .  they play bridge, poker, scrabble, and mah jong. With walkers, canes and other assistive devices they carry on, helping each other past barriers physical and mental . . . repeating themselves until understood when hearing aids fail . . . they are there for each other as they lose spouses, friends, and loved ones. . . I am moved to awe and inspired by their intrepid spirits . . . may we all age so gracefully among loving friends.

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