TRUE

True

An arrow flying

Through the

Dense air

Hitting its mark

I like the verb

Movement found

In the word

True

Defined as:

Bring Into

The exact shape

Alignment, or

Position required

My youngest son

Jakob Merle Ellsmore

The namesake

Of Merle Engle

My spiritual dad

Is TRUE

True to his word

True to the

Task at hand

Becoming a man

Stepping into adulting

Understanding love

Experiencing intimacy

As I sit and ponder

It’s perfectly clear

What is here

In my Essence

Jake is fortitude

Born just a tiny seed

Barely old enough

To survive

But survive is what

He has done

Every day a struggle

But never

Giving up

Leaning into

The future

Versus getting stuck

In the past

Thriving has become

A common way

Of life

I ask myself

The question

Who is Jake?

The answers so clearly

Poured into my consciousness

He is the son

Of his father

From the Ellsmore clan

A hodgepodge of

European blood

Stepping into America

Fresh of the ship

In New York City

Hoping for a new life

Rolling the dice

Risking life and limb

For a better future

He is a miner

With coal dust

Running through

His DNA

Willing to go into

The dangerous caves

Stepping purposefully

Into the darkness

To dig out the

Gold that will

Give him life

Not choosing

The easiest path

Because with honesty

Comes pain

Strong ancestral blood

Gushes through

His veins

A people who

Were willing

To work

Willing to step

Into the hard task

To get to life

So strongly desired

Hardy Europeans

With a Great

Great, Great Grandmother

Coming from

A family of

Eleven children

All living over 90

And her passing

At 109

He is a man

Of empathy

Of kindness

Seeing the need

Taking action

Being willing to

Press in

To put his

Reputation on

The line

Crying over friends

Not giving up

On them

Over choices

Seemingly drawing

Them apart

He is a man

Who speaks

His mind

Like his Aunt Lisa

He honors

With the truth

Moving into

A time

Where finding

His voice

Has been the key

To his growth

Owning the space

Upon where

He stands

Hitting the mark

Again and again

Handling the

Present fear

Willing to forage

Not avoiding

The present pain

He is a man

Birthed from

Generation after generation

Men, and women

Faithful to

Their faith

Aware of the

Spiritual life

Swirling within

Around us all

He is a man

A star seed

Planted from

The Universal Love

Implanted within

Us all

Shining light upon

The world he calls

His people

His family

This day,

May 24th, 2020

We gather

Our celebrating

Our guidance

Our wisdom

Our emotions

Our love

To you

Jakob Merle Ellsmore

I admire you

I adore you

I appreciate you

I release you

Fully into the man

You are so

Incredibly becoming

Dad….

Father. Guide. Head Cheerleader.

5.24.20

5:15 AM

Taken June 2018 at an old Civil War barn in Western Virginia!

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