Walking along the lake path
in the early morning,
with nature as my companion,
is when I am most connected to life.
I saw a Goldfinch today,
the state bird of Iowa,
where you grew up on the farm you loved,
watched over by an ancient Cottonwood,
just as the ones on this path
now watch over me.
You know how much I miss you
and, I know you want me to live.
Writing and walking this path
are what I can do for now.
That is how I am holding on to life.
MCB – Clay Hill
July 31, 2016
Already Here – For a long time, I thought I was on a wait list for a muse of my own, that the few visitations I’d received were due to cancellations. As it turned out my muse, was here all along, already urging me to write, and to recognize my words as poetry. I thank all the great poets who’ve written about their muses. In reading their words, I’ve learned the importance of showing up for the writing and trusting the promise of inspiration when it shows up for me.
– MCB – Clay Hill – December 2023