Logic will get you from A to B. Imagination will take you everywhere. – Einstein
My baby flew away today with hardly a look back at me.
Motionless, I whispered “I love you.”
He waved and then abruptly he was gone.
I’m not ready! My heart heavy. I am not able
to see him there,
high
up
there
in the clouds
he is spinning golden dreams,
twirling with anticipation and joy,
a steady song on his lips.
And my boy flew straight up and away.
Gone.
It should not be
in me.
The fury. And in the end,
I think.
I am most angry
that I am all grown up.
When did that happen?
I cook, I clean, I care, I take on
every kind of responsibility. Make
choices based on their survival and
their happiness.
Forgetting at times that
I am their whole world.
When did that happen?
And if I am not happy
neither are they. Well enough,
isn’t good enough. They need my joy.
And so, I remember
love is here. Even in my fury.
I find I am Mother.
I am provider. I am.
Written a few weeks ago, sitting in church.
Logic & Imagination 