We celebrated your 70th birthday today.
There is so much I want to say to you,
and I would, if I knew that you would
stay open and listen.
I’m afraid for you in this life that you have chosen,
surrounded by stuff that has
far outlived its usefulness.
I want to tell you to sort through things,
to get rid of the clutter,
to make space for creativity.
I want to help you to awaken,
but I know that such candor
and such presumptuousness
can engender great resentment,
and I know it isn’t my job to fix you.
I don’t want to upset you
with my ideas of how I can help you,
save you, rescue you
from your self-created prison…
So I look at you and say,
“It’s good to see you Dad.