Monday, March 25, 2013

All about my mother

Every morning I wear her face
across my heart
during puja
I pass incense
back to her
and make wishes

There are days my head
on her belly
is home enough

and there are days
I have to train my head
to close around
her time-clock
and withstand the fallout
from her autumn

I hope some day
I will be able
to pickup her pieces
and put myself together

like her
like the woman
who can make the flawed
look so beautiful.



1 comment:

  1. Even in every adversary there will be a time where the immense strength a mother has just comes out to show you that, you can still survive, you can still make it to the end.....coz you are hers.

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