I met her when I was just a child
Although she was younger, she was far older
She birthed me from her water wild
No hand of man could hold her
Dressed in rags she shivered from cold
Her purse an empty sack
From it fell words of gold
With a smile she would not take back
Poured her visions into me
With river of her blood, washed me white
Took scales from my eyes so I could see
Suckled me through my fight
She traded my noose for a kiss’ shower
Cleansed my wound with beams of sun
Reaching out from her wooden tower
Lifting me beyond where dreams had begun
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: December 2nd, 2024 05:44
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments10
What eloquence in giving tribute to a figure embodying wisdom, resilience and transformative power in life's journey, She.
Thank you so much Cryptic your words are inspiritng and fuel the desire to continue writing. They are deeply appreciated
oh, yes.. do keep writing Soren!
Exquisite and there is nothing more inspiring than a women who is full of love and wisdom, nothing more charming than a small child who can see and appreciate it, I'd like to think this is about your beloved mother but it can also be a wonderful metaphor, for so many things including mother nature herself. ❤️
Thank you Teddy yes it could be any of these or others as well it matters not it is simply that there are such people out there and I have met one.
Where is she ? ....
Thanks, Lorenz For the read and comment. She is home where she should be.
She reads precious .. a real treasure .. you are a very lucky fellow sir .. Neville
Thank you Neville you are kind but every coin has two sides and in the joy of the find is the sorrow of the loss
Good write SB.
Thank you so much Orchi it is appreciated
Beautifully written piece of work, Thank you Soren
Thank you so much for your review and comment
You are very welcome
Beautiful
Thank you so much Tony it is appreciated
When one comes across such wisdom, nurture, and perseverance, they ought to acknowledge and honor it. You have done both so poignantly friend! Well done! 🌹👏
Thank you so much Tristan your words are most appreciated
You are welcome, Soren! 🙏❤️
Such wonderful words soren. Some people we meet bring so much joy and knowledge to us.
Andy
Thank you, Andy yes they do. Then there are those that go way beyond the issue of joy and happiness and bring near salvation.
This poem is absolutely beautiful
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