Black Bear Cubs

Silas for silliness
Trillium for feeling this
Life expanding,
Handing down tools
Building
Flowering buds
In a black bear den.

Smiles come when
Smiles should:
All the time.
All the time in the world
For laughter
Unfurled
Like petals unfolding.

Uncommon kinship
Is a common virtue
For two peas
In this pod:
A clan destiny
Masked
Like raccoons.

The world is an oyster
And palms are for pearls,
Fingers curled, cupping
The sea
Carefree.
The earth is an altar
And children are candles.

There is an invisible mirror
Reflecting their likeness
Like myself
Distilled,
Filled with wonder.
So I ponder their nature:
They are completely natural.

There is no greater gift,
No greater joy
Than my twin boys
Sleeping, waking
Running or walking,
Talking in tongues
Teaching me about life.