This is how I know there’s gold in every soul. I think back on m relationship with my dad. What I remembered as a child…both the open man and the closed man…and then I remember the man I knew as an adult. Most of the time closed…but there were glimpses of gold in the soul.
I wrote this recently as a pondering. What I like is that it pointed out to me where the walls were starting to form…the prison my dad built around him. How I was so blessed the last couple of years that the walls started to get holes in them…and then I saw shiny gold peeking out.
If I could go back to any
Moment in time
What would it be?
I think this summer
When it was
Just you and me
We talked so freely
Just you and me
And I imagined how
It must have been
When I was a baby
And you cradled me
And you cooed with me
And life was simpler
Before you knew
You world was crumbling
And that people weren’t happy
Before your tenderness
Was crushed by the weight
Of real life
Before you knew that the love
Of your life wasn’t as happy as you.
Could you take me there daddy?
I want to know what
It was like before
The monstrous voice of the drink
Allowed you to say things
That were not really you
When the hurt unleashed
And lashed out on anyone
In its path
Somehow I always knew
That it wasn’t you
On those cold dark days
How?
Because there were
Those quiet moments
When you taught us
Poker and dominoes
And we sat around
Like a family
And laughed and played
As if there were no cares
In the world
Can you take me back there daddy?
May you find gold in the soul of all those you love. Where would you like the time machine to take you?