mother/LOVE

mother/LOVE

 

The seat of creation: Sacred Feminine!

Nesting Doll Daughters

All down the line of time one at a time from time immemorial into time infinite

(Making it look so easy a man could do it…)

But, NO

NOT SO

Mother is the tunnel from the other side

The channel to DELIVER

To the here and the now the made-flesh intention of the

IS

Standing/sitting/lying/crying/screaming/singing/dying in the trying

TO MAKE A LIVING

In fields and famine-by the rockets red glare-uptown-downtown-600 thread count-mud hut-best or worst day of a life but

A

LIFE

Oh but wait!

There’s More!

(As if pulling that rabbit from that hat was not already ONE HELL OF A TRICK...)

The spirit of a mother

Mothers

Others

Even

Other

Mothers!

And even women who have not chosen to deliver a baby soul or who cannot …still know!

Are still (SACRED! FEMININE!) Spirit Mothers!

And know the love--that mother/LOVE!

Common as spit (still a MIRACLE!)

Common denominator

All tribes and stripes and tongues all pray on MOTHER’S DAY:

Open lungs!

Breathe, Baby, Breathe!

See. See me?

Mother

love.

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