Tuesday, April 3, 2018

Holy Places


Here, where my mother knelt
with my father beside her
praying with love from eternity
for me,
for my brothers,
for every facet of our lives.
They hallowed the ground
where they worried, and loved,
And guided.
United.



Written for dVerse.



11 comments:

  1. I like the idea of the love and prayers of a parent making an everyday place holy.

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  2. I think every generation build their own temple... love it.

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  3. Yes, the family is a holy place for some.

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  4. This is so sweet - it sounds like such a lovely memory!

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  5. Good point: "They hallowed the ground
    where they worried, and loved,
    And guided."

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  6. This is a lovely tribute to your family and the connections they have given you. Sometimes we make pilgrimages to these connections too, they are places and moments that have a deep spiritual connection.

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  7. So wonderful. Yes, the love of a family going out and consecrating the world is certainly a sacred thing. Thank you for this poem.

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  8. Love Glues Villages
    RAiSinG CHiLDReN
    SMaLLeR TRiBES UNiTE
    HoLY And Sacred Child Prize
    LoVE'S WHeeL Cycles HuMaN DeLiGHT..:)

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  9. A beautiful tribute to family. This kind of love is sacred.

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  10. the epitome of holiness so beautifully told

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