Bless Me Mother


Bless me Mother

For I know things

Things that I Never

Wanted to know

Bless me Mother for

I am spinning

Upon the baked soil

Bare feet, raw toes

Dancing, weaving

Cursing, birthing

Singing, a cherished tune

Beneath the frosted moon

Toiling for naught,

Dancing for no one

Bless me Mother for

I listen with one ear

I see with one eye

A light that is too bright

A song that is too loud

I’m too sensitive

Bless me Mother

For I have blisters

That weep

 

Published by sheilarosskuhn

I write, I am an earth mother goddess...

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