Bedrock - Fran Carbonaro

[Larry Robinson]

Bedrock	 						
		a message from my father




may I counsel you 
from this distance
25 years after cremation
most of the fire extinguished
ashes scattered in four directions
our cup of sorrows aged like wine

allow me to cradle your head
and look into your eyes
allow me to make my amends
to soothe the hurt i caused
to nudge you toward a new calm
here, in the eye of the storm

now, let’s get down to bedrock
there is no perspective to defend
nor angle on which to balance
nothing to fix or forgive
your life is enough
hold it in your lap like a newborn

never cease to be amazed
by the shimmer 
of your own soul
expect nothing
greet everything
raise the cup, drink deeply

	- Fran Carbonaro
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