Mother

Mother,

your love is oceanic,

a world within a world 

where everything is okay,

where I am safe, supported, 

I am loved, I am guided.

Mother,

my original muse, my first love, my friend. 

Your dreams imbued, I open like a flower 

you sewed on my princess gown.

I am your creation realized.

Mother,

soon I’ll be one too, and you’ll know 

one becomes two. 

And I’ll know how vast this love is, 

how it never left, 

how it overflows into the new world 

and the next.