A Mother's Fear
Sickness strikes
Leaving me to drown
In this saline waterfall deluge.
Worry gorges
On this mother's soul
Feeding upon helplessness;
Morphing into it's own disease
Until the acrid taste of fear
Accompanies thoughts of you.
Innocence and Ignorance
Are your comfort and strength
As you continue on dervish -style,
Unafraid of anything but the
Monster that consumes me,
Leaving me weak with fear.
You are the source of all emotion.
My Lavender scented garden,
My laughter on the wind,
My mephistophelian beast of burden
And my chrism of Love and Hope.
And I am inundated by all
Each time I look at you.
For now I wait,
Longing and praying
For the moment of release.
The moment when all is well,
When all I see gazing at your visage
Is love and joy.
(This is an older write from when we had some serious health issues with my oldest son.)
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