A Joyous Day – Gift of a New Life (8th Lineage Poem) Nearly three years ago, this lineage began a new phase with the birth of our granddaughter Sawyer. Honestly, I never expected to care much about grandchildren.
I was wrong!
Born on the cusp of covid, she’s always had a bit of “stranger danger” and, of course, this extended to me – kind of still does. Yet we have our own profoundly goofy relationship founded on funny faces, silly noises and mutual surveillance.
She is brilliant, exceptionally verbal and, of course, beautiful. Her blue eyes are stunning, and her crooked grin is simply beguiling.
(I feel very strongly that it’s not my job to post pictures of her on the internet, but below are two that I feel do preserve her privacy.)
I’ve born witness now to the birth and growth of two sons and a granddaughter, and I still have no idea where these exceptional creatures come from, how their intelligence takes root and blooms.
This is the great mystery and the gift of lineage.
I am forever in love
mumuration her small voice rising in the dark above the crib a morning murmuration beginning spinning, rising, a flock of freshly hatched words translucent and damp where did she come from? this spontaneous consciousness this ascending double helix of intelligence - pulsing, spiraling wave upon brilliant wave of innate wisdom, elaborating her sweet song, a spark radiating across the endless space of possibility, coming now to crack open the darkness like a star like the first soft light of this brand new day
Equally astounding is how quickly a child engages, learns to stand, to walk and to step into a tomorrow of her own.
hers after a lifetime of insisting on my own importance here I stand, in the shadows watching her watching her the clouds roll in and evening pools in the valley she takes one step forward and then another, venturing to the very edge of the world this world that is now hers and hers alone
Here’s a link to more poems about the special creatures that are grandchildren:https://allpoetry.com/poems/about/grandchildren
And here’s a link to the seventh of the Lineage Poems – https://oldbonesnewsnow.com/2022/03/08/shadow-people-when-the-lineage-merges-and-generations-fade/
And a final closing note- young Sawyer’s little brother is due to arrive any day now.
Can’t wait to meet him.