You Are Loved

Holding you close,
we approach the
swaying stand of bamboo.
The wind rises
and falls in gentle,
gusty waves.  Our hair
lifts slightly from
our heads…mine
swirling across
my eyes.
 
It’s cool beneath the
shaded chapel of
canes and we both
listen with reverence
and peace as the towering
grasses clatter and clank
the notes of nature’s wind chime.
 
You relax in my arms, relax
into the knowing that all is
well; you are loved.
 
The next day we sit beside
the Ganga, meditating
on the gentle breezes and
lily pads undulating by
tiny swells while a chorus
hums from a fountain
voices blending of those passed on
  
a turtle crawls on the bank
and rests at our feet.

I’m finally back online and writing my first post after moving to Sebastian to help watch my first grandchild, Mira, while her Mom and Dad return to work.  We’ve been taking walks daily (she loves to be outside) and visit a large stand of bamboo nearby and love listening to it as it moves with the wind.  I’m so enjoying my new role…and blessing.

Joining with Hedgewitch today who is hostessing for us at dVerse Poets Open Link Night #69:  Thanks, Joy! http://dversepoets.com/2012/11/06/open-link-night-week-69/

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  1. what a lovely new role/time – for you and your granddaughter…

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  2. Welcome back ~ so good to see you 🙂 Lovely poem x

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  3. I just knew this one was about Mira without needing to look at your footnote!!

    Beautiful poem and so pleased to see you back. 🙂

    Christine x

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    • You guessed right, Christine! Yes, a tribute to her and our lovely walks together… Thanks for the lovely welcome back. 🙂 xo

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  4. Welcome back and how lovely to be able to spend this time with your grandchild. A beautiful, peaceful poem.

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  5. beautiful!

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  6. I am there – at peace – on the Ganga – and also enjoy the vision of you and Mira out-and-about in Sebastian. What a blessing …

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  7. Wonderful capture of the sweetness between you and her. A blessing indeed.

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  8. love the sounds in this…so peaceful…and how peaceful as well to know you are loved…a beautiful intimate moment captured here…love it

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  9. I had wondered where you were, how you were. So happy to see that all is well for you and for your family too. It sounds as if you are having some wonderful days. Knowing she is loved, really made me smile. If we have that, we can conquer the world. Wishing you so much good luck, and happiness in your new home and many happy walks with your little granddaughter.

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    • It took me a while to get back online…but I wasn’t too terribly eager. You are so right about knowing you are loved…a very peace-giving and empowering way to be. Thanks for the kind wishes, Bren…my time with her is so fulfilling.

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  10. Dear Bodhirose
    So glad to see you back and what a joy with your grandchild,

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    • Thanks so very much for the warm welcome…that’s the perfect word…joy…describes my feelings wonderfully…it’s the best.

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  11. Ah, the Ganga. I have swam in here, hiked to her source and seen dead babies float up after ropes broke lose because parents could not afford word for cremation. Ah, the Ganga. Om Shiva

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  12. Can tell you love your new role and are at peace, great capture of the moment with your verse, sure your granddaughter likes having you around too.

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    • Thanks, Pat…I’m glad that feeling came through…I am very happy spending my time with that tiny girl…and I think it’s mutual..

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  13. Ah. Lucky you and her. Pretty Poem. K.

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  14. What a beautiful poem of love for your granddaughter. There is nothing like it. Enjoy every moment Time passes way too fast.

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  15. This is so lovely! It really made me smile.

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  16. The grandmother of a vibrant little boy, I knew immediately from where this sprang, immediately where it would go; and I LOVE IT!

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  17. we all need time to meditate on the breezes… great thoughts

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  18. What a wonderful poem! Enjoy your granddaughter.

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  19. Lovely. “You are loved” – she will grow up so secure and happy. What a lovely time you are having, sharing her first months.

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  20. hedgewitch

     /  November 7, 2012

    Love is a gentle soothing here in the voice of the wind, the chimes of the bamboo–how important that weaving of love into the world is for us, especially as young ones, so unformed and so in need of love. A beautiful poem, Bodhirose–enjoy your new role!

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    • Love shows up everywhere between us…in the simplest ways… I’m so happy to be able to share these times with her. Thanks so much, Joy.

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  21. I get the sense that being in this role has inspired your poetry. It’s beautiful in it’s gentle warm glow.

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  22. Your inner peace and joy you have in the moments you spend with your little one shine through in this, Gayle. I think it is wonderful that you can spend time with her in peaceful places. 🙂 Good to see you again here, but I also know you are cherishing the moments you get to spend with Mira.

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    • It’s such a blessing, Corina…sharing that peace with her is the best gift I can offer. Now I need to get back into the swing of blogging again…nice to be back, thanks…

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  23. Most lovely, Gayle. I could feel the warmth, the love, the satisfaction of the scene, the joy in your heart as you embrace your granddaughter. Lovely also to have you back. So glad you are enjoying your new role. XO

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    • Thanks so much, Diane…you are coming up soon on my long list of people to visit. So much catching up to do…in time… I appreciate you being here on my return…it’s nice to have such a warm welcome. I’m so enjoying that tiny girl…she’s pure joy to me. xoxo

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  24. Beautifully written, Gayle. She is so fortunate to have you there. Reminds me of a time when I held my own granddaughter and we bonded as though there was more.

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    • She’s giving to me as much as I’m giving to her…much more, I’m sure. What a delight it is to spend time with her. Well…I don’t have to tell you what I’m feeling.

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      • Something that can never have a comparison and even now all these years later (as you will some day find) Samantha and I have such good times. She lovingly calls me ‘granny’ and I so let her. None of the other grandkids do but her. We are so very close. Enjoy every minute of it as it will pass so very quickly.

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        • I’m so happy that you have that sweet relationship with your granddaughter, Renee. It’s priceless. I’m treasuring every moment spent with Mira.

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  25. How is Mira doing, Gayle? She must be growing so quickly … any chance of a photo of her?
    Hope all is well with you ~ Polly x

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    • She’s doing great…so cute. I just posted a photo of her…thanks for reminding me. I’m enjoying my time with her so much.

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  26. A nice visit to your site. I’ve been popping through because I thought I must have missed more than I apparently did – only two – and glad to have found them.

    If I don’t get back here before New Year: Have a wonderful day and fabulous 2013 to you and your family, Gayle.

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  27. I went to leave you a New Years greeting on your blog..but forgot…no more comments. So will leave one here in hopes you see it, Jamie. I so appreciate your faithful visits to my blog and wish you a new year filled with blessings for your well being. Hugs…

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  28. Beautiful and enjoy your grandbaby.

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  29. Love!

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