A wildlife full of magic, filled in her belly
Let us embrace the wonders of motherhood,
A gentle breeze blows onto your skin. Steady.
The comfort of relief, the smell of berries and oak wood.
Her features are soft and delicate,
Yet, a fierce struck of thunder in her eyes,
The voice of an angel, almost heaven-sent.
Isolation, dull flowers, nature finding life. A pale Sunrise.
A mother knows when to wrap her arms
Around her child, in a protective gesture.
Kisses away the fear with love and charms,
It may cut straight through our core, with a feather.
A poem written for the isolation of Mother’s Day. A celebration for my lovely mother and all mothers around the world, these are hard and difficult times, yet you’re holding on to life strong and keeping us safe regardless. A massive thank you to you all.
Photo credit: Prue stent