Sustenance Rekindled

It wasn’t the knowledge of stability –
chaos had the upper hand back then.
It wasn’t even that love was expressed –
unconditional an unheard of concept

It was an unspoken presence
the reassurance of rocks
the irrepressible allure
of a freshwater stream

How a child’s heart
found encouragement
in the whispering wind
solace in the arbored shelter

Naturally the din of home life
overpowered this self-assured
passage, disrupted kinship
and shattered childish faith

But all that is behind now
and when I clear cluttering
thoughts, disperse static
emotions, quiet the heart

The rhythms are still there –
presence offering sustenance…

(Poem first appeared here, January, 2021. Image my own)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

23 thoughts on “Sustenance Rekindled”

  3. oh such wonderful verses VJ and so relatable of early years with children!
    love these last 2 stanzas and your voice!
    💗
    “But all that is behind now
    and when I clear cluttering
    thoughts, disperse static
    emotions, still the heart

    The rhythms are still there –
    presence offering sustenance…”

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  6. How a child’s heart
    found encouragement
    in the whispering wind
    solace in the arbored shelter

    V.J. I enjoyed this poem, particularly this stanza. It is rather moving to think of a child’s resilience to seek solace from the natural world.

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