Passage from The Gift of You, The Gift of Me
Thank you for life
And death
And life again
For the seed of hope
Born of each sad end
November is my beloved mother's birth month, and I know she always held close the sacred gift of hope, no matter what.
Nila J. Webster has been writing since a young age, thanks to the encouragement and support of her beloved mother, poet jani johe webster. In the last six months, Nila has donated over 23,000 picture books in her mother's honor, with more to come. If anyone knows of schools or hospitals that would like to receive a picture book donation, please let her know at nila.webster@comcast.net.
Nila, this is so beautifully touching and so filled with wisdom! Your beautiful mom with her soulful wisdom instilled in you is so heartwarming. Hope is a wonderful gift. Just think of all those in this word filled with such hatred for the world and for life! For some reason their hope, if they ever held hope within themselves, is dead and gone........ that is so sad. Had they known your mother and how she held sacred the promise of hope, their lives would be so changed! Thank you for sharing this lovely thought and impression! Sheri
ReplyDeletelovely - clear and well written
ReplyDeleteNila thank you for sharing this inspirational and lovely tribute to your wonderful mother who instilled in you the gift of hope through her example. Indeed without hope life is not worth living. I appreciate your talent. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteLove, Charlene
Dear Nila,
ReplyDeleteYour Mom has a way of saying so much in so few words and impacting the reader. So true are her words here; if we don't keep planting the seeds of hope within the world we are left with nothing but a "sad end".
Love Sandra
Hi Nila. Thank you for sharing "Passage from The Gift of you, The Gift of me." Such a tender and heart-felt poem. I appreciate you and all you mean to the writing community. Continued blessings!
ReplyDelete-MJ