A Mother’s Instincts
Love unbounded by Reason.
Love more eternal than Seasons.
Flowing and healing as water,
No less for son than daughter.
“Protect the child” the only Law!
“And Yet…” I hear the Raven caw
“Each must their own choices make,
Their Will must the journey shape.
Let them Fly or Fall as they will,
You cannot take their place on the Hill.”
Wolf, great teacher, cries with me.
“Truth is seldom free!
Some lessons must be learned
others still must be earned.
You taught the cub as best you might
The rest is now for him to fight.”
These truths I cannot deny
“And Yet…” is still my Hearts reply.
Quinn Blackburn 2007
This image came a year later. My son was the inspiration for both of these works though. I sometimes feel as if I waited years just to see this heart-
softening moment as he helped his sister’s into the joy and healing of this shining river. This bright moment stands out in memory, like the bright silver lining to the storm it preceded. This was just a month and a half before our son would loose his little boy to a fatal accident. Each time I look back at this shot, it feels a little more like a rare and brilliant insect trapped in amber.
wishing you laughter