A second poem by Wilda Morris. Its beauty and meaning need no introduction.
for Aunt Ersel
by Wilda Morris
racked your fragile body
these last few years,
your special radiance—
hardy laughter and quiet prayer,
deep thoughts and caring conversation—
kept you fully alive until the end.
The strength with which
you lived and died
burns into my heart
a picture of your rising.
I feel your presence
in the lavender dawn
and the rising sun
of this new day.
Poem copyright Wilda Morris, all rights reserved.
Illustration, copyright Ysabel de la Rosa, all rights reserved.
Wilda Morris is past President and current Workshop Chair of Poets & Patrons of Chicago. Her poems have been published in numerous anthologies, literary journals and other publications, including Alive Now, MO: Writings from the River, and Seeding the Snow. Her blog, at wildamorris.blogspot.com provides a monthly prompt and contest for other poets.