beautiful labor day good-bye family ballet

when I was a child
I spoke as a child
I understood as a child
I thought as a child
but when I became a man I put away childish things
For now we see thru a glass
darkly
but then
face to face
for now I know in part
but then I shall know
even as I am known
    1 Corinthians 13:11-12

we tend to think so much of ourselves
we are who we are
these beings that live and breath and move upon the earth

yesterday
by slowing down
and seeing thru the eyes of a child

I caught a glimpse of how transient we really are

in the place where the tree has grown
...that he used to jump over when he was a child

he boosts another little child
higher than high
up

where he will climb into that very tree's
tippy top branches

then down
onto the ground of slippery slide

where wedding parties have been thrown

and bubbles blown

where many balls have been thrown
to always changing running hands


we are not constant static beings
we are ever changing
always moving
always living
spiritual beings

the little one grown
who is leaving us now
was not even yet born in this photo
his mother is pregnant with him
and 'the big sister to be'
today
is pregnant with her third child
her mother there with her...
'little brother' on his way to where they are

growing within
being born
growing up
being children
leaving home
growing old

where we start
where we begin
where we leave
and where...
we come home