by Sandy Rochelle
He told me not to be sad.
His Michelangelo sculptured face is with me always.
I inescapably inhabit him as he does me
Both a burden and a blessing.
We meld into the landscape
And become part of the endless land.
We are the rivers, the mountains, the lakes and the streams
The forests and the trees
Keeping company with the owl and the mockingbird
With whom we share a world
Untamed and unknown.
Sandy Rochelle is an award winning poet, actress and filmmaker: http://sandyrochelle.com. Many of Sandy’s poems have been influenced by her son, David, who is autistic and deaf: www.poetrymovie.com/mother-of-autistic-child-poem/. Individual publications include: Moon Shadow Sanctuary Press, Visions International, Ekphrastic Review, Writing in a Woman’s Voice, Tuck, and others. Sandy is the recipient of the Autism Society of America’s Literary Achievement Award and the World Peace Prayer Society Award for Literature.