Mother: The Poets Cut

 
 

If I could say to you
In enough meaningful words
Without creating a vapid milieu
That could never begin to serve

I offer you this cadenced ovation
Inspired from your matrix
You the essence of my adulation
Wrapped in the beauty of our florid helix

Within me you breathe constant life
A power source of love, unequivocal
Your compassion pours over rigid strife
Permeating the lessons, ancestral

 If I could say to you
In enough meaningful words
Without creating a vapid milieu
That could never begin to serve

With the sum of my spirit
Tender mother, in you I find grace
I walk in the trail of your comet
Every step nourished in your embrace


The Poets Cut

Originally written in May 2011