{"id":27188,"date":"2016-04-05T15:31:42","date_gmt":"2016-04-05T15:31:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/cooksdelight.co.uk\/blog\/?p=27188"},"modified":"2016-04-05T18:35:13","modified_gmt":"2016-04-05T18:35:13","slug":"lily-pad","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cooksdelight.co.uk\/blog\/2016\/04\/lily-pad\/","title":{"rendered":"Lily pad"},"content":{"rendered":"<ul>\nI lost my way this afternoon<br \/>\nMy earth mother though she<br \/>\nWas with me she was with me<br \/>\nWhere she wanted to be<br \/>\nShe loved me more than life itself<br \/>\nShe cared and this I know<br \/>\nAs stuff unfolded inside of me<br \/>\nAs those lumps began to grow<\/p>\n<p>My Earth Mother was by my side<br \/>\nPhysical and there<br \/>\nShe was my rock no kinder soul<br \/>\nSharing my despair<br \/>\nFrom the time I felt that energy<br \/>\nLike a shower of the purest rain<br \/>\nWashing over me at that camp<br \/>\nWhere the pikey&#8217;s were the bane<\/p>\n<p>Of all the animals who live there<br \/>\nAnd to feel that positivity<br \/>\nLike a stream of light it came<br \/>\nAnd just enveloped me<br \/>\nI stood there on the doorstep<br \/>\nPleading with my eyes<br \/>\nShe took me in she got me through<br \/>\nAway from those vile guys<\/p>\n<p>Her smile her touch her aura<br \/>\nFor me she was the one<br \/>\nHer spirit and her heart and soul<br \/>\nAll of it seemed spun<br \/>\nInto a web of gossamer<br \/>\nOf love and care and I<br \/>\nBrought my boy along with me<br \/>\nWhich eventually was why<\/p>\n<p>Both of us joined her family<br \/>\nThrough the heartbreaks and the pain<br \/>\nThe joy the tears but we never<br \/>\nRegretted anything again<br \/>\nThese past weeks have been difficult<br \/>\nOddly I have been<br \/>\nThinking of my feral roots<br \/>\nOut there in the  green<\/p>\n<p>A shadow in the forest<br \/>\nA gleam across a glade<br \/>\nI would vanish in the fields beyond<br \/>\nWhere the house did fade<br \/>\nAway a while and imagine<br \/>\nThat alone I would never be<br \/>\nI always had a home to go to<br \/>\nTo watch over constantly<\/p>\n<p>That quality of freedom<br \/>\nCame with an upsurge of care<br \/>\nWhich so enhanced my being<br \/>\nSo happy to be there<br \/>\nThe garden was so special<br \/>\nFor me a land where glee<br \/>\nWhere fantasy was realised<br \/>\nAnd where I wanted to be<\/p>\n<p>The apple tree the bijou<br \/>\nThe old dragon always still<br \/>\nThe totem and the aura<br \/>\nHow such harmony did spill<br \/>\nDown towards the honeysuckle<br \/>\nAnd that perfume there to last<br \/>\nAnd Earth Mother with a beaming smile<br \/>\nMy  imagination cast<\/p>\n<p>And to see me in the garden<br \/>\nWith the sticks i loved to play<br \/>\nI felt as if i could touch the clouds<br \/>\nAnd i did that everyday<br \/>\nI grabbed each organic bounty<br \/>\nWith such balance  and such poise<br \/>\nFor me in a nutshell<br \/>\nIt was one of life&#8217;s sweet Joys<\/p>\n<p>I would sit there on the patio<br \/>\nOr high up on the store<br \/>\nThe eyes and ears or so it appears<br \/>\nAnd Earth mother at the door<br \/>\nCalling us to come and eat<br \/>\nWhich had not happened before<br \/>\nWe were lucky if we got some scraps<br \/>\nThrown at us out of the door<\/p>\n<p>Often we would feel a boot<br \/>\nOr a lighted cigarette<br \/>\nFlicked at us for being there<br \/>\nSo now to just be set<br \/>\nDown and left to wander to explore<br \/>\nTo do our thing<br \/>\nBrought a lot of happiness<br \/>\nInto our lives<br \/>\nWhich made me sing <\/p>\n<p>Other animals came and went<br \/>\nThey were loved and missed and we<br \/>\nFelt the love extended through<br \/>\nThe whole family<br \/>\nTo actually be a part of something<br \/>\nWonderful at last<br \/>\nWas miraculous and special<br \/>\nAnd life it moved on fast<\/p>\n<p>Time moves on, and our tenure<br \/>\nOf course it moves on too<br \/>\nThings change children grow up<br \/>\nIts perpetual and its true<br \/>\nSeasons come and seasons go<br \/>\nWe shared the humans traits<br \/>\nOf birthdays and of celebrations<br \/>\nRemembering the dates<\/p>\n<p>This is not my life story<br \/>\nJust some details cobbled by<br \/>\nWhat I could remember<br \/>\nFor today<br \/>\nYes I did die<br \/>\nEarth Mother nursed me<br \/>\nLoved me held me wanted to<br \/>\nGive me every chance to stay<br \/>\nBut today of course I knew<\/p>\n<p>I had been growing weaker<br \/>\nLike a cobweb in a breeze<br \/>\nA mere shadow of my former self<br \/>\nI could no more climb up trees<br \/>\nOr really even scramble<br \/>\nUp onto the bijou I<br \/>\nWas exhausted by so little<br \/>\nAnd really I knew why<\/p>\n<p>Dullness and immobility<br \/>\nJust torpor I felt spent<br \/>\nI had my perch and my little room<br \/>\nIts just where I went<br \/>\nI could see the garden<br \/>\nThrough the window<br \/>\nAnd could smell<br \/>\nThe blossoms and could hear<br \/>\nThe bird song which I knew so well<\/p>\n<p>I didnt feel like eating<br \/>\nOr drinking any more<br \/>\nI know that I looked very thin<br \/>\nI felt that more and more<br \/>\nI knew Earth Mum was noticing<br \/>\nShe was crying I could see<br \/>\nI could feel her pain and her suffering<br \/>\nOn account of me<\/p>\n<p>She left her bedroom open<br \/>\nI heard her breathing she<br \/>\nThough very tired was on my case<br \/>\nHer nearness it was key<br \/>\nTo how I felt my journey<br \/>\nTo the Summer Land beyond<br \/>\nBeyond the veil of reason<br \/>\nTo where I could respond<\/p>\n<p>She was with me every minute<br \/>\nShe never left my side<br \/>\nAny fear inside of me<br \/>\nShe really helped me hide<br \/>\nFor sharing and for caring<br \/>\nMeant everything to me<br \/>\nWhereever I was going<br \/>\nShe was going to be<\/p>\n<p>She was my stability<br \/>\nMy silence and my rest<br \/>\nI felt becalmed beside her<br \/>\nAs if back in my nest<br \/>\nIn my windless slumber<br \/>\nWithin her sweet repose<br \/>\nThe velocity of growing<br \/>\nWith the constancy that knows<\/p>\n<p>Her breath was like a drum to me<br \/>\nSweet music of her soul<br \/>\nHer hands were warm and very soft<br \/>\nI kind of felt her role<br \/>\nTo guide me and to festoon me<br \/>\nWith such love and so much care<br \/>\nHer sweetness like a nosegay<br \/>\nSo willingly she did share<\/p>\n<p>I had no physical pain at all<br \/>\nJust anxiety and dismay<br \/>\nConcern for my Earth Mother<br \/>\nWho might soon be far away<br \/>\nHer haunting voice her Elysian spells<br \/>\nShe would conjure at my feet<br \/>\nInviting me to try and see<br \/>\nThe wonder that would greet<\/p>\n<p>My entrance to the SummerLand<br \/>\nAssuring me that I<br \/>\nWould fit in and be accepted<br \/>\nWhich is finally why<br \/>\nI closed my eyes and opened them<br \/>\nOne last time to see<br \/>\nHer wet eyes peering down<br \/>\nSo beseechingly.<\/p>\n<p>My boy Bear had been snoozing<br \/>\nAs i was going through<br \/>\nThe journey phase to the SummerLand<br \/>\nAnd when I was gone he knew<br \/>\nEarth mother and Luca were in sorrow and in tear<br \/>\nAnd Bear got up and peered at me<br \/>\nWasn&#8217;t he a dear!<\/p>\n<p>An hour or so after i had passed<br \/>\nI wanted one more time<br \/>\nTo go back to the garden<br \/>\nAnd upon the wall to climb<br \/>\nAbsorb the minty freshness<br \/>\nSoak up some April sun<br \/>\nAnd Bear i know could see me<br \/>\nIn the magic web i had spun<br \/>\nOur eyes met in a moment<br \/>\nThrough Bear I was on view<br \/>\nEarth mother i could see her<br \/>\nAnd she could see me too.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I lost my way this afternoon My earth mother though she Was with me she was with me Where she wanted to be She loved me more than life itself She cared and this I know As stuff unfolded inside &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/cooksdelight.co.uk\/blog\/2016\/04\/lily-pad\/\">Continue reading <span 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