MOTHER LOVE

SHE reaches out to embrace me
with absolute love, an emerald green
and placid stream, a shimmering dark mirror.

SHE reaches inside me with
glowing red-gold intensity.
Her iridescent waterfalls and
desert sand patterns
spell out, guidance.

The sound of her bells
ring in the distance,
awaken me from a confusing dream.

SHE washes my feet
with her own spit
and I am cleansed from
centuries of karmic suffering.

SHE stares intently into my mind
unsettling my little thoughts
causing a rock slide,
a new discover of what
I may become.

SHE BELIEVES IN ME

This revelation launches a
thousand ships in my heart,
initiates migrations of butterflies,
a million tiny seeds germinate,
because my mother loves me.

G. Star May 12, 2002