Tuesday, March 5, 2013

5:31 -- Shoulder Ride

Yesterday, I rode on shoulders of
Loved ones
Friends
Electronic connections
Colleagues
Each supporting me by
Providing dinner
Saying prayers

Making contact
Leaving comments
Sharing surprises

All day, I didn't have to do the work of
Climbing
Running
Walking
Lifting 

Crying

No, I simply rode and it was
Peaceful

Easy
Inspiring

It made me wonder
Who I can

Carry...

Write on,
b

7 comments:

  1. This is beautiful. What a lovely sentiment--to have ridden on the shoulders of, to carry others. I am enamored (to borrow Ruth's word).

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  2. Sometimes we carry people and don't even realize it!

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  3. b,
    I'm so glad I stopped by your poem. How many times in life do we ride on the shoulders of someone? I can think of so many times I wasn't sure I could go, but someone put me on their shoulders and carried me until I wasn't tired anymore. It kind of takes me back to being a child. I remember my parents taking me places that required a lot of walking. They were always fun places, but always exhausting. It was always a relief when Dad would toss us up on his shoulders until we had the energy to walk again.

    Like you, I only hope I can someday carry someone else who needs a lift.

    Cathy

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  4. Perfect. I'm sure at time you have done your own amount of carrying. It's harder I think, to ride someone's shoulders. To admit you need a little help, a little support throughout the day. Take it easy, take it slow. You'll be back in fighting shape in no time

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  5. So glad that your burden was lightened and made peaceful, easy, and inspiring by others. It's so true that sometimes we are lifted up and then the ferris wheel turns and we are the ones doing the lifting. I hope that I can carry other's burdens to help lighten their load at least as much as they carry me.

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  6. I love reading all the slices. The amazing beauty has been refreshing.

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  7. A beautiful piece of writing. How grateful I have been, so many times, when someone put me on their shoulders, or held up my tired arms. And like you and several others, I wonder, how can I pass this deep caring along to someone else? Gorgeous writing

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