Thursday, 25 June 2015

Standing in Sunshine

Most of the shadows of this life are caused by standing in one's own sunshine.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson

Unique feelings,
vicarious -
of duty
fear- 
loss – 
waste -
achievement?
an anxious calm
feelings fed from
another’s memory
recollecting times
never known
places never been
loves never kissed
horrors never seen
pains never felt
all seen in the eye of the
collective mind.
Feeling pride in the
intangible
touching that past
with another’s finger;
transcendent connections
to the grey
spurning spines
carrying static tingles
deep to the
meat of your chest.
without manifest memory
family stories of
what granddad did in the war,



there exists this
celestial kinship.
searching… in that
genealogical gulf
for the stories
that connect us
to history’s winding coil
that elusive intuit which
may just inform us
transform us
confirm us
in our beliefs
expectations
understandings
Looking;
for explanations
of what we’ve become
of what we are
of what we think   we are
of what we imagine   we are
others may think    we are
that virtue that would be -
'tae see oor-selles as others see us.’*
'what did  granddad do in the war?'
He stepped out of his sunshine -
so we could stand
in ours.


 *From the poem, ‘To a Louse’ – Robert Burns