The Poems of David Garlick
I am the door. Knock and I will answer. Through me, may all who seek it, find shelter and in my dwelling you will find peace. For in my house are many rooms and everyone will find their tongue spoken with understanding. And all who seek truth will find it in their own way. There […]
In my ICU cocoon I rest alone in solitary peace and quiet. I think of little but the fact that many things are left unsaid; reminded that a silent tongue can hurt a loved one just as much as saying something hurtful can. The tubes that festoon, lights that blink and monitors with […]
In a wide valley, where mountains lean back from a carpet of lakes, we spent a final mother’s day. There, floating gardens are tended from flat bottomed boats. Lotus lilies eye the sky and Kingfishers hover. A last few hours together, we wished it would not end but life was cruel, always good […]
Our mortality is just a moment of sorrow in the vastness of tomorrow. The sorrow is mitigated, not by where we have been, nor by what we have done, or how much we have accumulated and spent. But rather, by how much we have loved and been loved. How much we have smiled. How […]