The Fragile Cord
Sidelined upon the horizon
I hover out of focus
barely discernible
whisper patient encouragement,
watch as it whistles past
unnoticed,
remind myself for the hundredth time
wisdom often isn't from success,
it is lessons learned from our failings.
Forever connected by a fragile cord,
I watch and learn how to truly pray
from my heart.
by Margaret Bednar, Art Happens 365, March 22, 2012
It is all about "Connections" over at Poetry Jam this week. Hop over and check it out.
This poem is also linked with Friday Flash 55, a story in 55 words, no more, no less.
Failure that great teacher if we but learn..a beautiful image and words
ReplyDeleteSo lovely and very touching, especially-
ReplyDeletewisdom often isn't from success,
it is lessons learned from our failings.
Forever connected by a fragile cord,
I watch and learn how to truly pray
from my heart
this is just lovely, Margaret, and a good reminder to accept apparent failure with good grace...
ReplyDeletetrue on the path to wisdom and the humility of prayer as well...it is usually those failings that will drive us to really learn that...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful picture and wonderful words of wisdom....
ReplyDeleteWe learn grace and humility from our failures and challenges...Lovely message and Happy Spring Day to you~
ReplyDeleteHmm. I am not sure if anyone got that I am watching my child "a young adult" from afar, the "fragile cord" the umbilical cord which never REALLY ever disappears :)
ReplyDeleteThanks everyone, maybe I should rework this a bit...
I immediately thought of watching an adult child--and they are always our children no matter how middle-aged they get. I like the way you described this.
ReplyDeleteMargaret Bednar...
ReplyDeleteYou are such a precious gift to us all. Beautiful words from a loving Mother.
Loved your 55.
Welcome back (Again) My Friend
Thanks for this masterpiece, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
Beautiful. I am still trying to learn to REALLY pray from my heart. Thanks for jamming with Poetry Jam!
ReplyDeleteThat fragile cord is a strong as steel, as smooth as silk ... Margaret, this is so lovely.
ReplyDeleteGreat if you can do it! Well-expressed. K.
ReplyDeleteParenting changes so much, but you never stop loving and praying. Just wait until grandparenting! :-)
ReplyDeleteGreat to see you back.
I loved this much....
ReplyDeleteBut it's so hard to let them make mistakes, especially when the consequences can be so bad.
ReplyDeletewise words beautifully delivered
ReplyDeletehope all is well and hoping spring has sprung :)
Great poem..simple and profound....thankyou for visiting my blog...I love your pics and poems!
ReplyDeleteso very true and touching. a lesson we all learn by experience ;-)
ReplyDeleteAhhh, beautiful.
ReplyDeleteAnd The Wise Ones That Be tell us we have no failings. When we perceive we do, it's pesky old ego sidetracking us again. And I'm finding that more and more true with time.
Good going on doubling this up for a 55 and for Poetry Jam. You are so much more than beautiful, inside and out.
xo
Thank you for this poem full of love and lush wisdom.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem, enjoyed it very much.
ReplyDeleteI watch and learn how to truly pray
ReplyDeletefrom my heart.
Such a gift. Something that should be easy can often be so hard, I find. Beautiful poem!
Well told, and painfully true.
ReplyDelete"Forever connected by a fragile cord...." I like that, Margaret.
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