Monday Morning Musings (Late Afternoon Edition):
Ask the wind where time goes
(away from spring’s light)
cycling from beautiful bloom
to cold brown earth—the sight
of vultures in skeleton branches, it seems
cleaning up the dead things, and dreams
at night of when and after,
but yet I wake in laughter
and cat purrs, a sniff, a whiff
of coffee, and beautiful dawn breathing if,
and always on the breeze
is life-music, birds in the trees
the sun behind the clouds,
the moon’s setting loud
with fierce humming,
another day coming
time circling again,
and again, and again
constant, traveling like light
far beyond our lives and sight.
We walk city streets in shadow and light
reflecting back the old and true
perhaps, or not—
maybe we see what we want to see,
or see not at all,
the ghosts and night creatures
walk beside us, and should we fear them,
or they us?
I learn that Mister Rogers loves graveyards
and blood is life—of course–
it ties families together
through generations, as we pack and unpack
stories and belongings
carting them across oceans,
over highways, in and out of rooms,
discarding some, embellishing others
past golden suns and silver moons
to here and now—memento mori,
we all die, forgiven, or not,
still . . .
we all carry stardust
in our blood
through time and space,
and if we can, we find the time
to stop, drink some wine,
share some kindness
and remember those who came before
and those who will come after
we’re a speck in the wind
blowing into forever.
After some very loooooong days of packing, today we moved my mom into her new facility. Today was the first day I had seen the place. It’s very nice—homey—rather than institutional, and everyone was quite friendly and pleasant. Tomorrow there will be more moving and cleaning. So, it may take me a while to catch-up with posts and comments–and actually get some work done, too!
My husband and I finally saw the movie, It’s a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood, which is actually more about the journalist telling Mister Rogers’ story than it is Mister Rogers. The journalist is played by the Welsh actor, Matthew Rhys, who played Phillip in the wonderful show, The Americans. Tom Hanks, of course, is Mister Rogers. Believe the hype. It really is a very good movie, and even my husband got a bit teary-eyed. The movie is based on this Esquire article, Can you say. . .hero?
We also watched the new BBC version of Dracula on Netflix, which was also quite good. It puts a different spin on the story, which you may or may not appreciate, but I did really enjoy Sister Agatha.