" Mother's Sons "

… some mother’s sons have a warm and nurturing relationship from the beginning, appearing surreal to others who  experience a more perplexing paradigm. 

… this is a chapter from “Watching the Thinkers Journey” by Harlon Rivers © 2013

Fritz-Zuber-Buhler

Mother’s Sons

born and raised

rooted in bedrock

to carry that weight 

upward over 

the untrodden mountain

spirit's fervor 

once hatched 

on a flat rock;

birthed from primordial 

native earth

genesis dawns essential inception

mother womb 

bearing the fruit of the vine

flourishing the spirit

of quintessential love

newly awakened 

dawn emerges  

finding a thriving hope

arose from the dust and ashes

where it was once forgotten

the arisen seed bears

the strong stem of its ripened essence;

sons are like nurtured blossoms ,

returning as one whole 

flowering heart of soul...

"It’s hard to go back to the beginning when you feel like you are walking on thin ice… sometimes we must go back to go forward"