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| Watercolor on 8" x 10" Daler-Rowney Langton Prestige NOT paper Beneath the Bamboo with Dragonflies (Click to Enlarge) |
Motherhood. The word often brings to mind the comfort, joy and security of our own mothers. And this is wonderful. But it is more than that.
There are mothers that must face the loss of a child. This is a loss that does not end. There are mothers that must cope on a daily basis with extraordinary physical, mental, or behavioral needs of their child.
In both instances, there is a loss of expectations, of hopes and of dreams, but still these moms persevere and provide as they can.
This post is for them, and for my wife, among them, on Mother's Day.
So for you special mothers, for all of you, is a poem. And I hope you'll forgive me, but it was written by a man. It is not peaceful, not even optimistic really, but defiant. Because you must think of yourself too.
And whether or not you are a mother, or a parent, you must cope with life's challenges, and this poem can be for you too.
the laughing heart
by Charles Bukowski
your life is your life.
don't let it be clubbed into dank
submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the
darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you
chances.
know them, take them.
you can't beat death but
you can beat death
in life,
sometimes.
and the more often you
learn to do it,
the more light there will
be.
your life is your life.
know it while you have
it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in
you.
[Note: I painted this watercolor at Fairchild Tropical Gardens, as a gift for my wife on Mother's Day. She loves bamboo and dragonflies, as well she should. Happy Mother's Day!]
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