Think how salmon migrate from the ocean
To the upper reaches of the river where they were born,
How they battle against currents to reach the place
Where they build their nests in gravel
With their last bit of strength and die soon after spawning.
Think how seeds of grass float on the wind
And find the slightest crack between Jersey barriers,
Or wherever the wind deposits them,
To grow with an indefatigable zeal
Not unlike the dogged determination
Of barnacles that cling to a rock
No matter how powerful the storms
That toss their waves upon them.
But salmon, grass and barnacles are not conscious
Of their unyielding persistence in the face of adversity,
They do just what their ancient code demands.
How much more worthy of our regard
Is the parent who arises on cold mornings
Before the sun comes up to go to work,
Not to return before the sun has set,
To provide for children who depend
On his unyielding will or her unshakable resolve
Through all the seasons of the year.
There is no tenacity like that born of love.
David James Madden