Wise Women

I sat on Moonlight’s stair today and thought upon the memory of my women folk

Gazing out into the gulf waters deep I feel the tide pull and strain like the lovebond we share and fit to the occasions of our lives

Presently I sit with my sisters surrounded by their words and wishes their cheers and their caution

Never surrender yourself beloved

No place do I hear my womenloves stronger than when I stand at the edge of the world in wonder

Water gifted at birth my path to peace

My safe harbor from the grinding elements of life

Wash the dirt from your feet, daughter, they tell me

Drown your disappointments and allow promise to pour into your soul, Little One, they admonish

Remember that there is nothing stronger than the force that runs through you

I close my eyes and strain to remain in this moment as life pushes its way back into my conscious mind.

I open my eyes and smile at the memory of my wise women as I move away from the watersedge and follow the sounds of a slow sounding violin.

Marta C. Youngblood is a writer, education and social entrepreneur based in Hot Springs, Arkansas. For more information on her current projects visit https://about.me/MCyoungblood.

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