Friday, April 1, 2005

Family

Picture from Hometown

Family

The Family Castle by Nancy Rakovszky

Our castle stands atop the hills
And offers strength of spirit
Place your hand little one unto mine
And I shall lead you to it.

The family castle is now your home
The stones grow ever stronger
For the castle's built on love and hope
Alone you are no longer.

Behind these walls that rise up high
Lies a garden lush and green
It's offerings bountiful as the sea
And beauty yet unseen.

Drink the waters that beckon you near
They'll fill your heart with hope
Feast on the knowledge offered here
For that will help you cope.

Our fires will fill your soul with warmth
To cast off the chill outside
Yet stay not here within these walls
They were not built to hide.

Swing wide the gates so you can see
The world lie at your feet
For without what hides beyond
The castle's incomplete.

Mount our stallion strong and true
For he shall be your guide
His legs have carried those of us
Who've ventured far outside.

Fear not what you do not yet know
Lead on and find your star
Fill your pack with experience
That you shall gain afar.

The good times will outnumber bad
Though sometimes you shall fall
It's at that time that you should seek
The strength of the castle wall.

For no matter the path you choose to take
No matter the strength of tides
You need only look inside your heart
For that's where the castle resides.

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3 comments:

Anonymous said...

This is a lovely entry!

Tracy
http://journals.aol.com/sasonalmah/ARoseByAnyOtherName/

Anonymous said...

What a wonderful entry.  I especially loved looking at the difference in time between the two pictures. :-)  You all have only gotten BETTER. ::sigh - must be nice::

Monica
http://journals.aol.com/photographybymon/Mamarazzi/
http://journals.aol.com/sonensmilinmon/SmilinMonsAdventures/

Anonymous said...

Your Family invokes a spirit of love, wholesomeness, and you can feel all the fun you have. I'd love to recieve your entries, the poem is beautiful and your lucky to have found such a true real reality of your own. Phil K.