They Provide Me Safe Harbor

As the crush of misfortunes rage…
when I see no hope or way to assuage…
when despair becomes my cage.

There is no depth or low…
nor dark mood or life’s kayo…
that a smile or laugh from my children cannot set aglow.

All symptom or grief…
dissipate in relief…
like the unrelenting power of the ocean meeting a barrier reef.

But I am not lifted on the swell of their action alone…
my need to know their joy is ingrown….
to serve them I reconnect with my own humor’d tone.

Through their action and mine…
hardships of life are kept benign…
by the safe harbor of… “This is what makes life oh so fine!”


Uncail Ruadh 04/10/98