How To Keep A Home
She who is the pillar of your home,
don’t bring her down
through absence or detachment.
Polish her until she shines,
fill in the cracks left by the day
to day grind of holding life together.
She is Atlas, and you are the sky
and the children, heavy clouds
clinging to her strength.
When you are above her,
it is because she loves you enough
to keep your dreams from crashing.
If you must lean against her,
do so to uphold her,
lest she cave beneath the weight
the desire to be loved bears down on her.
She was not meant to be alone,
but half of the entrance to a home.
Your place, at times, is to be right
beside her, but in order to hold her tight
when the open rain chills her.
Be the fire that illuminates
her greatness to those who seek shelter,
even as you warm her to the soul.
You are the elements she lives in,
so be gentle in your touch and whisper
softly like the wind at night.
Yet more than these, be beneath her,
a foundation in the hurricanes
who will not shake in his support.
Be one building, inhabited,
a husband, a wife, listening
to the trembling of each other’s heart.
beside her, but in order to hold her tight
when the open rain chills her.
Be the fire that illuminates
her greatness to those who seek shelter,
even as you warm her to the soul.
You are the elements she lives in,
so be gentle in your touch and whisper
softly like the wind at night.
Yet more than these, be beneath her,
a foundation in the hurricanes
who will not shake in his support.
Be one building, inhabited,
a husband, a wife, listening
to the trembling of each other’s heart.
