Dear Mother

Thank you, dear for your success.
Thank you darling for never giving up.
Thank you for looking beyond the finish line.
Thank you for guidance, for patience, for humor.
Thank you for being the coach, cheerleader, umpire.
Thank you for being the police, judge, jury, prosecutor, defense.
Thank you for being my doctor, nurse, surgeon, ward monitor, and pharmacist.
Thank you for being the hand that touches my hair, the hand that awakens my behind.
Thank you for being my heart, conscience, ego deflate, warden, keeper, master, and mentor.
But, most of all for being love, she who can see through my faults and weaknesses and still love me for what i can be.



i awaited your passing with hope,
the honor of my people is to wish
long life and a clear path to walk
my desire for you overwhelmed
my judgement and i encouraged
my brothers to grow in your path
i grew daily knowing your way
and encouraged my kindred to
do the same. we grew rich and
plentiful in your honor, you smiled
knowing my gesture to be one of
desire and longing. my frustration
you noted and chuckled about;

as your journey became longer
did we cover your path deeper and
deeper with our love.

one day in weariness you could walk no further and lay down upon us spent exhausted. at your touch we trembled and rejoiced. we feel the warm, tender softness of your skin upon our up turned faces. we gloried and released our most
wonderful fragrance as we gave up our hold on this life; 

we honor your very touch. your gentle stirring was a reason
for our desire.

my hold upon this life was ebbing away, i could not bear the weight of the one i loved. 

i am but a flower. 

my end is most certain, my rebirth is predetermined and assured by my spirit family and the insects that ensure my return. 

i can always love you again and again. my hope is that you will return that which i give so freely.