Heart Happy (cathy_edgett) wrote,
Heart Happy


Reeve Lindbergh ends her book about her mother, No More Words, with a poem of her mother's.  

What surprised Reeve is that as her mother began to transition, and her transition took years, but she gave up the use of words, words which has so magnified and ignited her life.   She would sit and stare....

Here is Anne Morrow Lindbergh's poem, prepared to be read after her death......

You might want to have a tissue handy - this one is rough -


But how can I live without you? - she cried.......

I left all world to you when I died:
Beauty of earth and air and sea;
Leap of a swallow or a tree;
Kiss of rain and wind's embrace;
Passion of storm and winter's face;
Touch of feather, flower and stone;
Chiselled line of branch of bone;
Flight of stars, night's caravan;
Song of crickets - and of man -
All these I put in my testament,
All these I bequeathed to you when I went........

But how can I see them without your eyes
Or touch them without your hand?
How can I hear them without your ear,
Without your heart, understand?

These too, these too
I leave to you!


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