cherished

sometimes…

the wonder eye feel floods me

as eye watch them move about

their days months and years

the seasons of them

eye gaze

absorbing

moment by moment

my mind wants to place

each one in its pocket of forever

my everything Knows

what moves is timeless

every one of these moments

timeless…

eye gaze at her

Knowing eye am looking into universe

eye am traveling into our past

as my eyes grace their skin

draw me into the grace of our Ancestors

their rage for freedom

that lives in her veins

the reverence that lives

as we travel the scars we can reach

hieroglyphics on Sacred Walls

holy braille

we trace together

with reverent finger

mother and child

carry forward the healing

carry forward The Ceremony

moving as promise

moving as legacy

Ancestral voices alive

in the wilderness of her will

in the Siren of her

they take breath…

their inhale envelops me

a portal to future

story untold

awaits its awakening

a melody eye can almost hear

a journey unfolding

and eye remind her

that the love of the mother

lives all-ways all around them

within them

that they only need

to trust in the abundance

to always Seek it as a Knowing

and the mother will remain in her gaze

that she will never be alone

even when it is time

that eye am gone….

sometimes my tears will swell

give rise to the wonder of

the wilderness of their thoughts

the deep waters of their feeling

and the drops of her infinity

that bubble to surface

to dance and play

and grieve and commune

and inspire

they are an emergent work of art

eye gaze at them

through a lens of Selves

as Ceremony

as communion

as lineage of liberation

an ache

an ecstasy

an everything

eye gaze

a little brown body

growing every day

little deaths

little births

protect and nourish their integration

their Sacred Becoming

she is Self Love in motion

beyond her very mind

are the movements as reverence

for a Holy Journey

the infinite intricate motions

that grace her with life

sustain their life

move beyond their very awareness

they are saturated in Self Love

eye feel the urge to bow to her

to mySelves

sometimes eye erupt…

“can you fathom how much eye cherish you?

the utter wonder of the Ocean of you?”

and they without even an upward glance

reply in a giggling and Knowing tone…

“of course mom, you tell me all the time…”

eye feel the currents of my emotion

as eye watch this Being

sit in the Knowing

unflinchingly

in the Sacred Assumption

that they are cherished

cherished.

and eye reach into mySelves

kiss the aches

for all the places eye know

eye cannot protect her

for all the moments

and mis takes

when eye needed and will need

to claim and move my accountability

eye kiss…

and take my time

while holding the Knowing

that my child feels cherished

the humbling grace

being Sacred Keeper to Holy Child

indeed, sometimes the wonder eye feel floods me…

🖤

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