Mother #1

An opening.

An opening to the deep unknown,

beyond the walls

of who I thought I was.

I answered the call

to meet my first born.

She was waiting

on a star,

a long way away.

I reached her in the cosmos,

where we could have stayed

sitting in awe of each other.

But I had a job to do:

to come back to my labouring body.

Here, as earthly mother

I called to my ancestral mothers:

I don’t know how to do this!

They entered the room.

Their wisdom

filled up the

empty

space

of my

surrender.

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