Mother

Golden luminous light

Trickling down

Into my soul

Into my Self

You scream into being

Back arched and fingers splayed

Mother

Soul of my Self

Wrapping me in translucent power

Give of your Self

That which is infinite

Take it and string it

Like pearls

Around the necks of

Your children

Your lovers

Your Self

 

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