Slanting light, shaped like
a garland of silver stars
illuminate the stories
of the past where
lyrics of love emanate
from memories of my
mother
Vibration tucked
behind words
Lamentation lingers in a tear
while grasping the
depth
as beyond the
surface
lies the essence of
a mother
who has hold me
nurtured me into
being
released me into
the unseeing skies
Where I have found my place
My wings soar in freedom
carried by the echo
of her song
Only shreds of her
strength remain
in her once robust house of being
The light still shines through
the windows of her soul
and flashes of the past
are now a warm blanket
covering my inner child
She liberated us into the world
like a warrior of love
walking a thousand miles
battling in the war of life
Her last footsteps will again
leave lasting imprints
to be followed into eternity
A lovely tribute for Mothers’ Day on the other side of the world, Marja – we already celebrated ours. I love the way the opening lines shimmer with light and memories and the lines ‘She liberated us into the world / like a warrior of love’.
ReplyDeleteHi Marja - beautiful ... our mothers are so special ... and yes 'her last footsteps will again, leave lasting imprints, to be followed into eternity.' I miss mine so much ... but time moves along ... we live and love who we have here ... we need petals of peace. Happy memories - Hilary
ReplyDeleteThis beautifully conveys the supreme importance of a loving mother.
ReplyDeleteThis is a very tender tribute that emphasizes all the strength of the love your mother gave you.
ReplyDeleteI hate that we have to look back to remember how it was then.
ReplyDeleteHappy Mother’s Day, Marja. The memory of my mother is like the “warm blanket” you describe so beautifully.
ReplyDeleteLovely words, and a lovely tribute.
ReplyDeleteI am reminded by the last few lines, of how my mother, braving a raging riot, came to my primary school to escort me home, a considerable distance away.
"She liberated us into the world
ReplyDeletelike a warrior of love" not all mothers are able to do this so you are a very blessed daughter to have this mom.
Your poem is incredibly lovely ......
ReplyDeleteI totally agree with you on the essence of a mother: 'hold me, nurtured me, released me into the world'.
ReplyDeletePast memories and vibrations of her are an integral part of it.
"The light still shines through
ReplyDeletethe windows of her soul
and flashes of the past
are now a warm blanket
covering my inner child"
I love those lines so much, Marja. They make me think about my grandmother, about the place she holds in my heart.
Mothers meant so very much to us, my mom did. After she died I learned of her BIG secret, she had lived since 1918 when she felt she had killed her mother by coming home from the school with the flu. Her mother contracted the flu and died. Mom died at age 88 in 1999.
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A perfect tribute to a loving mother.
ReplyDeleteSimply beautiful Marja. I lost my mother last year, she would have been 94 next week. She may be gone, but she lives on in my heart.
ReplyDeleteI saw my mother in these words (gone 15 years now) and I thank you
ReplyDeleteHow lucky are we to have had mothers like this.
ReplyDeleteAnother beautiful poem!
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