Mother.

This poem is a description of my relationship with my Mother and having gone through suffering with her.

Calling out silently to my Mother I once knew as home, when thunder struck and my world came crashing down around me, the only source of comfort was Mother's loving embrace, home. Until a time came that Mother became cold clay and home was lost.

Left to face the world standing on two little feet, having to leave Her embrace so young. Mother I was not ready for this life , to grow tall and wise so fast.

Calling out in the darkness, crying, longing deep within for my Mother, I needed to be held as I once was, to feel her love flowing freely and benevolently just once more. Where do I go now that you've gone, where do I go now that I am unable to go home?

Mother I am without direction, I do not understand this world. Have I faulted against you? Why have you left me here? It's dark and I fear this life without you, please return to me, I apologise if I've been bad, I did not mean to upset you.

Your love, Mother, it has been corrupted and now guarded. Try as you may in futility, you cannot restore it for your heart has been shattered, you've become a warrior, always ready for war, always prepared to defend your broken heart.

 

Oh dear Mother, I am older now, I've grown my wings however, I am not able to fly, not yet. I now understand why Mother, why you had to be so hard for me, you want me to fly. I forgive you, I love you, I will always love you Mother. Every piece, every piece of me now resonates with your strength. I will fly, I will make you proud!

Mother dearest rest now, you've fought too hard for much too long. I was too young to comprehend then, you wanted for me more than..

I will rise from the ashes and soar just for you Mother, your last egg, your little bird.... Mother I will Fly.

 

Reviews

[Ana Papaya]

This was hard to read without getting a bit choked up. As a mother, I do fear that I may leave my children too soon, before they are ready. Death is natural but it does not always happen naturally or conveniently.
I really like the strong voice here and the determination to keep pushing forward. To fly.