A Tribute To My Mother

Keith and Mom

God and I chose my mother when it was time;

time for me to materialize to another state of consciousness;

to the world of my home — Mother Earth.

Allowed to be by the grace of God, together, my mother and father

created and put forth my human form.

My looks, my temperament, and my gifts, intelligently designed;

put in their proper stations, descended genes of antiquity.

Naked, vulnerable, and afraid, I struggled,

then I reached out and cried;

the breath of life…not to be denied.

Fresh, newborn, and willing in my flesh;

a truly authentic specimen — testimony to generations

of forefathers, and absolutely a direct descendant of my mom.

I wonder of Mother’s ability to struggle — to balance,

to direct her energies in raising our family.

I know her face; she is proud of me.

Her somber face of suffering I know, as well.

Supporting the cross I had to bear, she helped me understand,

it would be mine and mine alone to carry, but God would be with me,

over and over again, throughout my days on Earth.

Alas, throughout my Mother’s later years,

I must have my cross under control; well-balanced,

so I might then be able, in return, to help her bear her cross.

No strings of duty shall be attached; just the harp-like heartstrings,

“Reserved: For Mother’s Only!”

I can see her now, sitting at the piano;

loving, teaching, and encouraging with melodies,

harmonies, rhythms and rhymes from The Beatles to Christmastime.

She held my hand and inspired me to a lifelong passion for music.

Now, I cannot even imagine any kind of life without music,

nor do I wish to imagine life without the blessings of my mother.

Somehow, I just know — my soul does understand,

she will always be here for me,

plucking at my heartstrings; guiding me, forgiving me,

and supporting me until the sun sets on my days beyond the hill.

One day, we’ll meet again in Heaven, this I know,

because we love each other, it shall be so.

Written and given to my mom on Mother’s Day in 2001

Evelyn Marie Watson

Rest In Peace

Evelyn Marie Watson

December 26, 1934 — September 25, 2018

♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥

 

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Thank God! Someone finally found me!

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a manly King?

Or a gorgeous Queen?

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Mother’s Amusement

Spring trees flowering

She’d call me into the parlor

to come and sit by her side

I always knew what she wanted

the joy that came from her pride

 

Mother alone possessed the keys

caught off-guard by her fingers

Chopsticks, I’d play beside her knees

Still the memory lingers

 

We sang a song by The Beatles

those insects with many hands

She said The Band had just arrived

they’d come to invade our lands

 

Music would roll from whence we played

I feigned to sing harmony

We rocked the clock; in time we stayed

The Stones were too old for me!

Out our front door

Uncle Tree

“Happy Mother’s Day!”

♫ ♪ ♫

Totally Overshadowed

solar eclipse

HEAR YE! HEAR YE! TRÖÖPERS OF STARSHIP EARTH:

COME TO THE CENTER-LINE!

For once, see Father Time play the fool and stay put for five seconds.

For your first or last time, come to the dividing line!

See Mother Moon Superior glide her sleigh

across the vast expanse which hides the Milky Way.

Watch her steal the spotlight from our only light of day.

total solar eclipse

Photograph by Luc Viatour  https://lucnix.be 

We live in a perfectly-sized space, where something

perfectly small can totally overshadow something perfectly large.

400 times bigger than The Moon, but 400 times further away is our Sun.

Perfectly placed as of now, but even this equation is falling into entropy,

as The Moon continues to drift further and further from dear Mother Earth.

Do catch this very human experience while you have the chance.

Nebraska map of total eclipse

↓ The best interactive map to use wherever you are ↓

http://www.eclipse2017.org/xavier_redirect.htm

overshadowed by the Moon

Mere creatures of the Earth are we, and we merely believe

in illusion perfected and far-out magicians far greater than we.

August 21st, 2017

Enjoy!”

UT

Eclipse Yourself

Eclipse yourself

Solar winds notwithstanding, we glide the curtains closed,

eclipsing our former shadowy figures with a shadier version of sunny-side up.

bee pollen happy

The creative evolution of an artist takes time — time worth spent.
Do bee friend my tree friends — find time to get young again.

sweat bee

Bee sure to preserve the best life has to offer.

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