Une Larme Dans L'Ocean
Une Larme Dans L'Ocean
Une larme dans l’ocean
My Grandfather
Taught me to speak French.
Translates to,
A teardrop in the Ocean
Another Grandparent lost
to 2020.
My Grandpa took me to museums
The Exploratorium
Modern Museum of Art
Taught me how imagination
Can spark an idea
That can change the world.
We went to the first
Cirque du Soleil
In a fantastical tent
in San Jose
Magic before
my Five year old eyes.
He made sure this child
Of teenage parents
Saw beauty in the world
That couldn’t be seen from outside
Her window looking out to the fields
Where migrants picked strawberries
And smells from a tallow plant
Permeated the air.
My Grandpa taught me
to be proud of who I am.
Embrace my truth,
Speak truth to power,
In the darkest hour.
We fall like shooting stars
Disintegrating
from great heights.
Raindrops in a bucket
Held and collected
Water molecules connected
Rippling from the energy
Of every new drop.
The sound of rain
Tapping back into itself
Drums its way to my soul
Une larme dans l’ocean.
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