Appreciate a Teacher
Appreciate a teacher today, tomorrow, not necessarily in the conventional sense but simultaneously yes do. Please do. As you are aware, teachers come in many forms, and they teach many things. My father taught me to fish. I will never be hungry because of this. But the time, the time was of most importance. Time teaches us to remember those who have taught us. I have had to unlearn many things on my journey. But finally, I've learned how to love. At one time, light was so far away that I could see little beyond the shadows. Dimness lit my day and nights were cruel and cold. Years strung out like smoke streams in the wind, flowing but too thin to touch. No one would come here. No one wanted to know... what was behind the sad, green gaze of a man's eyes.
But I have become
my own father now
I am godless, yet I pray
Renouncing all submission
striving for knowledge
and to taste the pain
beauty
sweet, dripping
from my tongue
warm: honey in the sun
translucent
and golden
But I have become
my own father now
I am godless, yet I pray
Renouncing all submission
striving for knowledge
and to taste the pain
beauty
sweet, dripping
from my tongue
warm: honey in the sun
translucent
and golden
posted by Sir James Eric Watkins at 10:58 PM
3 Comments:
great post. I like the line about being your own father now, and about needing to unlearn things. sometimes now my child is my teacher which is humbling and joyful at the same time.
thank you. children teach many lessons. we just have to be open to learning them. huh? thank you much friend.
I am my own mother too.
Thankfully Becky surragates for me sometimes, most times when I need a mother.
And friends, friends like Rain, and you James, you guys give me that love touch too.
xx, Lori
BTW, this piece is perfect, every single word rings. Particularly when you speak of "no one wanted to come here." Sometimes I don't want to go within myself, even. I'm thinking you know what that's like.
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