Reflections

This poem, Reflections, is close to my heart and my blog is named for it.  It speaks of my feelings of the Indian River in Cocoa, Florida and of my emotions as I found my maternal Roesch family history.  The poem is listed at the end of my book, "Forever Laced".  I hope you enjoy it.

"Reflections"


By Kathryn Smith Lockhard

Quiet moments by the riverside reflect

to me my being.  Awoke did I this spring

aware of this existence within me.

Could I have been on that branch

wrapped in silk as if a cocoon?

Why have I slept so many a spring when

I find life so alive within me.

This day the sun was too warm,

too bright and rose up ever so gently

that I found myself aroused,

so stirred that I burst into being.

All around the riverside nature

is alive and we are one.

My blood rushes as the river,

my heart beats to the song of the birds,

my hair blows as the limbs of the trees do sway

and my touch is gentle as a petal on a rose.

Nature cares for itself and it will care for me.

and I have no fear for what's to be.

Quiet moments by the riverside reflect

to me my being.  Awoke did I this spring,

aware of this existence within me.