I speak now
as any mother would
for still she has a voice
and needs to speak
in words of faith and trust
for all the love that we become
begins with her

and this love
it has no end
for hearts expand
with each contraction
to breathe all life
in a continuum
that brings the light
to bear upon us all

arching round
in solemn vows
powering the wind
that moves and brings
the everything to life
in this, the hour
of her perfection

for she is the wind
of spirit calling
ever altering our lives
her voice, this spirit
must be heard
and given words

that all might come
to understand this love
as the continuance of life
both in and out of time
and more importantly
within our hearts . . .


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