Arrival is…
The gentle warmth of a hen’s egg,
Even as its fragile shell cracks,
Begetting continuance of Life’s cycle.
Arrival is…
A baby’s first cry
As umbilical cord is cut from one life to another.
Arrival is…
A hurricane’s distant roar
An earth- shuddering wake
Of weather’s fury,
Nature’s calm before the storm.
Arrival is…
A long-delayed visit by a daughter to her parents,
Tears washing away two decades of misunderstanding,
Connecting hearts once again.
Arrival is…
A doctor’s words ushering heavy silence,
Cancer’s encroaching shadow impacting hope for a father,
As treatments begin
In sterile rooms of humming electronics
Amongst family voices battling the fight in whispers
Finding family strength in numbers.
Arrival is…
Hands held tight by friends alike
Enjoined in love,
As exceptional nurses of strength
Offer solace
From newly formed bonds.
Arrival is…
An end nearing with a peaceful sigh,
Life’s homecoming in a closing breath,
Where end intertwines with beginning
An arrival’s long-earned finality.
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I've had so many arrivals of merit.
-starting school in a strange new town – twice
-starting college unsure how I would do.
-arriving in San Francisco – the second time like coming home.
-arriving in West Virginia with Country Roads on the radio.
-moving into my new home I designed and built.
-joining the AD community
-arriving at the emergency room – several times and counting.