Morning,
and another day begins.
I stroll beside this pool and wonder:
swim here, in warmth and safety?
Or take the risk
and walk down to the wilder beach
where loud waves roll and tumble at my feet
and unseen currents can upset my careful balance,
upturn my status quo...
As parent/Self
how can I urge this wild one to be free,
encourage trust and flights of fancy,
pat his careful older brother on the head,
keep my arm around his waist
and send the younger off with joyful wave
to pursue his passion, and upon return
infuse these parts that stick so close to home
with fanciful, rash and reckless love?
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