a letter to my son--for now...
I never meant when I came here
for my feet to be set into concrete--
I hope that you will soon come to understand what that means.
I hope that you will be always aware that
when you come to what seems an end
the higher man within your heart demands you
muster whatever means of change you can
to move the world as it sits upon your shoulders
if only to find the relief of a shift in position--
if only to foist gravity to some part of your body
that, though under strain, is not exhausted.
I hope you always know that above all things I am
to you, I want to be an example of these things.
I know that you are intelligent enough to understand
that unspoken contracts between loved ones are never
written in stone, for stones are only made to be broken--
I love you, and I am always your mother,
no matter how far.