SUNCATCHERS

Ceiling by Dale Chihuly

Like stained glass,

aging women--

strong to the touch,

tempered by fire,

poetry still

in a certain light.

Yet there is fear

of approaching night,

the muting of colors,

that day we will shatter

in a thousand shards...

At eighty my mother said

life is not just about holding on

rather, finding joy

in what remains--

suncatchers in a child's room,

all those dazzling pieces of glass

dancing with the light.

~ mimi