Saturday, May 9, 2009

Happy Mother's Day

To My Mother
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.

-- Wendell Berry, from Entries, © Pantheon Books, 1994.

3 comments:

Janet said...

Thanks for that poem! I love Wendell Berry. What I really love about the poem is that I know that now my son thinks that about me. I can hear it in everything he says to me. We had some really difficult years, but thank the Lord, they are in the past now.

AMDG, Janet

Pentimento said...

Happy Mother's Day, Janet!

Janet said...

Same to you! Thanks.
AMDG, Janet