There are things
I’ve never done,
and this is one –
so I watch you
crouching among
rounded stones
and the sound of
water lapping –
low sounds, I think –
hands flashing, then
cupping, nursing that
tiny spark, clear flame
licking, lapping,
in the winter air.
Another spark quadrille for dVerse. One of the great joys of motherhood for me is watching my children do things I have never done, seeing them grow beyond me. It is always so exciting.
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I love this one, Sarah! You’ve captured an intimate and warming moment.
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Thank you. It was special for me.
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Such a special moment so wonderfully captured 🙂
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I absolutely LOVE this, as I have a (teenaged) son, who teaches me things like this, and often. You’ve captured this moment just perfectly.
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Lovely how you have captured your sense of wonder and warmth in this and ‘cupping, nursing that
tiny spark, clear flame licking, lapping,in the winter air’ makes me feel I am there.
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I think it is the most rewarding part of being a mother when roles change a bit and they provide the lessons. I could really picture this precious moment you had with your son.
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I am always amazed that fires can be started like that.
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What a magic moment.. and how magic it is for your son to amaze you with his skills.
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Stone of heArt
fire of hands
spark
of
Love
shows
me a way
to shine2..
LesSon
LEArned
Patience Kindles
Fire when practiced
as act of doing that..:)
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Wonderful poem. I love how you captured this special moment.
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How beautifully described!
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