GROWING UP - IV

                   INSIGHTS.....


And the insights slowly grew upon one ....

The music was always there. Its resonance however lived and reverberated only through our experiencing it. 

Each moment of bubbling joy or heartfelt grief, though poignant in itself, became eternal only when shared with another. 

A beautiful sunset could be enjoyed by oneself,  but attained grace only when gifted to someone who cared.


And so....




                   The Lonely Path to Togetherness




The music, when I lived it
Had no limits
Except the ones I set;


Though alone
The ones I belonged to were many;
And
The Ones I could choose to belong to
Were limitless. 


And then
In a moment of deep contemplation
And peace,
The realization:
There is no one I could not belong to,
No one really outside of me.


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And birthing from there
In togetherness
Those few moments:


My twelve year old son 
Sitting on my lap,
Holding him close, gently,
With my cheek against his shoulder.


And smelling him growing up
In his quick and genuine smile
At his seventh class teacher
Being promoted along with him
To the eighth.


Moments of quiet joy and peace
Shared, fulfilling.


A few moments
Of growing up together
And being at home.