Tuesday, May 12, 2015

A mothers touch

I stand here alone in the garden breathing in the sweet perfume of the earth 

What a familiar and comforting smell 

She wraps her arms around me as I close my eyes 

My feet sink deep into the soil and I feel grounded yet weightless 

The leaves dance back and forth and I as well begin the move  

The birds sing me a song, a song about how it used to be 

A song of long ago when the mother was not being harmed and life lived in harmony working together as one

For that moment in time I didnt feel the weight of the world.

I felt the beauty and warm comforting touch of a mother 

I knew in that moment I was being watched over and I took a deep breathe with a child like grin 










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