Daughter – almost five

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Daughter – almost five

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I live inside the gentleness of your mind.

The subtlest of emotions you grasp

and give back

in soft waves of compassion and trust.

In dreams I find you

beside me for always,

a friend like no other and new

as autumn’s first changing leaves.

We have been here before,

filled with joy and good madness –

your eyes rich as the colours of earth

and your rhythm, profoundly ancient

like the dance of a seabird upon water.

Your thoughts and your fast-leaning heart leans out

to the lost and the hurt. Your brush stroke,

and the paints that you choose

reminds me how blessed I am

to love, watch and guide

the unfolding presence

that is perfectly you.

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Copyright © 2004 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Studio Journal”

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You can listen to the poem by clicking below:

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“Allison Grayhurst intertwines a potent spirituality throughout her work so that each poem is not simply a statement or observation, but a revelation that demands the reader’s personal involvement. Grayhurst’s poetic genius is profound and evident. Her voice is uniquely authentic, undeniable in its dignified vulnerability as it is in its significance,” Kyp Harness, singer/songwriter, author.

“Allison Grayhurst’s poems are like cathedrals witnessing and articulating in unflinching graphic detail the gritty angst and grief of life, while taking it to rare clarity, calm and comfort. Grayhurst’s work is haunting, majestic and cleansing, often leaving one breathless in the wake of its intelligence, hope, faith and love amidst the muck of life. Many of Allison Grayhurst’s poems are simply masterpieces. Grayhurst’s poetry is a lighthouse of intelligent honour… indeed, intelligence rips through her work like white water,” Taylor Jane Green, Registered Spiritual Psychotherapist and author.

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4 responses to “Daughter – almost five

  1. Reads like a dream, like a song, like a touch – a tenderness filling my heart like a strong feather.
    “I live inside the gentleness of your mind.”
    “In dreams I find you

    beside me for always,”
    AND OH MY GOD…
    “your eyes rich as the colours of earth

    and your rhythm, profoundly ancient

    like the dance of a seabird upon water.”

    Like

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