How shall I start my song? For I write these words <br />To immerse within your ears <br />Sweet notes of daily practices, dear mother. <br /> <br />Days move slowly at her own pace, <br />Delicately she moves the stars <br />Across her expansive breast, never a hurry <br /> <br />Swirls, nor lingers in her contented mind. <br />Her own grind is worth her toil, <br />At her leisure does matter move at her sway. <br /> <br />I long to speak, and with eyes bowed low <br />I begin with measures; and tones; <br />To humbly seek the gift before me.<br /><br />Lee Janes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-shall-i-start/
