Welcome to my world of dreams where imagination and reality, fancy and truth, laughter and tears move hand in hand. I will let you have a glimpse at the share of my own sky, sometimes sunshine bright, and sometimes with rainstorm.
I will take you to memories that are like a serene glow of moonlight, a whisper of mountain breeze, and a rushing gushing brook.
"Her Ramakrishna and my Buddha" the line strikes me most..i've seen younger generation taking refuge in Buddha and chanting mantras lately...a wonderful poem of connection...
Ha, as much as we may fight it, I think as time goes on we all see signs of our own mother (father) in us. Heredity is strong, it seems...as is environment. We feel the connections more and more. I really liked this poem, the way you wrote it, the honesty, and its theme!
Ha, I have been watching my grandmother's face emerging in my mirror. I loved this poem of seeming differences, and when I came to your closing lines, I looked ahead to years down the road, when your mother just MIGHT need you more than you need her, as the cycles turn and turn.
pretty cool the connection between you and your mother...over time we do become them...maybe find ourselves not much different from them...and gain understanding...
I think the older we get the more we see our parents appearing in the mirror.. I can say i see my father coming close... alas he died before I could tell him that..
I watch my mother age and I see myself more and more in her but we are so different in those beliefs....I felt like a mirror was in front of me as I lived your poem!
Moon, it's so good to see you again:) What a wonderful write! I love the title you have chosen for your poem. Very clever indeed :) A lot of thought went into creating this piece and I cannot chose only one verse or sentence that I can say is my favourite but the phrase ..my horoscope of uncombed desires .. certainly deserves acclaim! Brilliant poem as usual dear lady!! xxx
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"Her Ramakrishna and my Buddha" the line strikes me most..i've seen younger generation taking refuge in Buddha and chanting mantras lately...a wonderful poem of connection...
Ha, as much as we may fight it, I think as time goes on we all see signs of our own mother (father) in us. Heredity is strong, it seems...as is environment. We feel the connections more and more. I really liked this poem, the way you wrote it, the honesty, and its theme!
as much as we can be different with our mothers, there are still things we have of them and are growing into them.
Ha, I have been watching my grandmother's face emerging in my mirror. I loved this poem of seeming differences, and when I came to your closing lines, I looked ahead to years down the road, when your mother just MIGHT need you more than you need her, as the cycles turn and turn.
Great use of metaphors, and yes we do have a lot of our parent's quirks in us. Glad I visited your site after another long layoff from blogosphere.
pretty cool the connection between you and your mother...over time we do become them...maybe find ourselves not much different from them...and gain understanding...
Yes! Well written and lovely thoughts
ZQ
I think the older we get the more we see our parents appearing in the mirror.. I can say i see my father coming close... alas he died before I could tell him that..
I watch my mother age and I see myself more and more in her but we are so different in those beliefs....I felt like a mirror was in front of me as I lived your poem!
You should be proud that you both alike and unalike. I loved the self effacing look at yourself and such praiseworthy honesty.
I'm glad it's comforting! My mother was a very different kind of person from me, and though there was love between us it was sometimes hard to find.
so hearywarming to read a child's tribute to her mother
40 is a real milestone isn't it...i passed the line last year..some things change..many things improve - great reflection
Parents and children always have a need for each other but one may be stronger than the others
moms hold their kids hands for awhile their Hearts forever..very touching with beautiful emotional lines:))
mother and daughter, yin and yang. as always your words are a balanced harmony.
Moon, it's so good to see you again:)
What a wonderful write! I love the title you have chosen for your poem. Very clever indeed :)
A lot of thought went into creating this piece and I cannot chose only one verse or sentence that I can say is my favourite but the phrase
..my horoscope of uncombed desires .. certainly deserves acclaim! Brilliant poem as usual dear lady!! xxx
Very nice post Moon, and I can relate to it. Just like women see themselves in their mothers, I see myself in my father sometimes.
wow, another great poem Moon... good to see your posts after a long time!
I love your poem but mostly came by to say hello.
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