Poetry - The Mother Inside

Hello beautiful souls.

Welcome to my heart.

I write poetry to make sense of, express, and capture how I feel, in any given experience, as I make my way through this life.

Some of the things I experience in life can be very hard to logically explain, but poetry doesn't, and has never, needed to be logical.

What my poetry means to me may be very different to what it means to you. Such is the beauty of art.

I hope it touches you, in the way you need to be touched, in this very moment.

From my heart to yours.

Namaste.

Transcript

I'm sorry that I didn't give you a voice.

I'm sorry that I didn't listen to that part of me that wants to birth life,

That wants to be a mother,

That remembers what it was like to be a mother many lives ago and many times over,

That tender,

Nurturing,

Life-giving,

Fierce,

Protective,

Loving part of me,

A lioness and her cubs,

A wolf and her pack.

I remember,

I remember,

I remember.

And I'm sorry I didn't let you have a voice.

I allow that part of me to grieve,

To mourn and to yearn.

Take whatever space you need.

I'm here.

I will hold you.

I remember what it felt like to love like that,

To be a mother.

Thank you for coming to me in my dreams,

Sweet child.

I remember and I love you.