While the trees are in flames
While the life feels so good
While I am still blooming
Please, come and sit with me
On the sun-drenched porch
While the days are still plentiful
While the blood runs so hot
While the love remains live
Please, come and sit with me
On the sun-drenched porch
It’s only October, still far until frost
It’s only autumn, it’s far until snow
While the light lives here
While we are intact
Please, come and sit with me
On the sun-drenched porch
In memoriam of my mom.
If I were a musician, I’d put it in tunes. I’m an artist, so I use colors.
My mom was October – colorful, sunny and windy with splashes of rain, putting abundance of harvest on our table. She was talented and wise. October is always my mom’s birthday for me.
Old age isn’t a disaster or bad news. Old age has learned what tolerance means. Old age is forgiving, wise and understanding. Old age knows how to distinct between superficial show-off and true love.
Not all of us are privileged to experience it, but the ones who are, should treat it simply as part of our life cycle.
Wishing everybody fantastic October, the season of poets and artists!
Such beautiful words that flowed through Inese. They bring many feelings to the surface. Celebrating your mother and sending you so much love to your heart.
I just said goodbye to my dear rabbit soul mate at the end of August. And so these words touch a chord in me.
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Thank you so much Tania Marie!
Oh, my, you mean Astrid? Your rabbit was like a relative or even more. So sorry to hear that. Your companion, your brave and amazing friend.
October will remain for always a bit said for me. The memories are fantastic, but Included the words which my mom said when I was visiting her last: please, come and sit with me. These words carry a lot of weight for me, and it’s nice the small poem resonates with you.
Live goes on, but we certainly take something extremely dear with us. Memories, feelings, emotions and dreams.
I hope the fall season is good to you and you find peace in the nature!
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You are most welcome Inese ❤ I know what you mean very deeply. So many sweet mixed with bitter, as life is filled with, memories and feelings. It is part of the human experience indeed. I thank you dearly for your sweet words and wishes. Yes, my dear Astrid passed suddenly on the Full Moon of August. We had no warning. So it has been a bit of a surprise. Life changes so fast…so fragile it is. She was both my best friend and child. I feel her very much around me. It's just that the physical realm is a very different time without her daily and our routines together. But yes, life goes on and the love fuels my inspiration. Wishing you warmth and peace throughout this Fall season too my friend. Big hug
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I appreciate the hug so much. I suppose we all need to know that somebody else feels similarly and they are around to send good words and wishes to us.
I know how animal friend’s passing can feel as bad as the closest human friend’s.
Yes, we move on and take the light of beautiful experiences and memories with us.
All the best!
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Beautiful words and images Inese. Thank you.
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Thank you so much Cindy!
When I saw my mom the last time, that’s what she wanted – just to sit with her for a while.
Time passes so swiftly, but the beautiful memories stay with us.
Have a wonderful fall season!
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Beautifully written, Inese, and timely for me, as I am pondering many things at this time of year and time of life. Autumn has always been my favorite time of year, it evokes so many good memories, and some sadness, too.
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Autumn, the season of poets and writers. It has always been this way. It’s especially beautiful because we know how fragile and swiftly vanishing this beauty is. One day we enjoy it, and the next day – it’s gone. This teaches us to live and be in th emoment and love it.
All the best to you!
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I ave finally caught up with both your blogs today, Inese. I agree, the time passes all too quickly but those memories stay with us. Your post is a beautiful tribute in words and pictures to your mother.
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Thank you very much Lavinia!
I still have to catch up with your blog. I admit time passes way too fast.
Memories mean we have something to keep, to hold on to, to cherish. It’s not reality, but still – helps to live and look forward.
I hope you had a good weekend!
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