Journey of the Son

Journey of the Son

Son rise in the east,
Birth of man in infancy
Sees himself in mother’s eyes
His place within the family

Son in sky, the time is noon.
The boy hears whispers from the road
where he must journey for the truth.
Before he reaps, he’ll have to sow.

Son above still shining strong
Man starts his search to find his own
He seeks himself, he finds his song
He meets a woman and makes a home.

Son above moves toward the west
Man sifts through ancient truths and lies
And learns again the tenderness.
When he looks into his children’s eyes

Son sets upon horizons red
Family joys and burdens blend
A hard days done, more work ahead.
Before he meets the journey’s end

Son dips low, night has begun
Man reviews the life he’s made
His wife with him, his children gone
Before his family, he has laid:

A steady strength like Earth’s terrain.
The freedom to dream of skies above
Shelter to weather wind and rain
The warmth of sunlight from his love.

It’s midnight, long before the morn
The man begins his final flight
From this Earth, his soul reborn
Once more the babe in mother’s eyes.


SWPoet

Note: Son (spelling intentional)