Sunday, May 10, 2009

for mothers who nurture rebels

I receive daily email updates of Writer's Almanac with Garrison Keillor, and this was yesterday's entry. I think it's the best Mother's Day poem I've read. Maybe it's because of where I'm at in my life. It resonated deeply, gave me hope.

To My Mother

by Wendell Berry

I was your rebellious son,
do you remember? Sometimes
I wonder if you do remember,
so complete has your forgiveness been.

So complete has your forgiveness been
I wonder sometimes if it did not
precede my wrong, and I erred,
safe found, within your love,

prepared ahead of me, the way home,
or my bed at night, so that almost
I should forgive you, who perhaps
foresaw the worst that I might do,

and forgave before I could act,
causing me to smile now, looking back,
to see how paltry was my worst,
compared to your forgiveness of it

already given. And this, then,
is the vision of that Heaven of which
we have heard, where those who love
each other have forgiven each other,

where, for that, the leaves are green,
the light a music in the air,
and all is unentangled,
and all is undismayed.


The Retired One said...

Wow. Deep and emotional wisdom from someone who has "been there"...
they obviously now have "seen the light" and are grateful. What more can a mother ask for?

Roxane B. Salonen said...

Exactly. And I'm glad to know you have "been there" and survived!