Divine Mother

May I lie down in a meadow

and be cradled at your chest.

Press my cheek to the earth

to feel your breath. 

My tears water your flowers,

I am at the mercy of your comfort. 

Holy mother—

an eternal embrace of the ocean 

I am rocked and cradled by your waves.

Carried out to current 

Surrendering to your pulse. 

Your heartbeat, the hum of cicadas. 

I climb a tree to be held in the branches of your arms.

Your smile, a sunrise. 

Your forgiveness, the sea.

Your kiss, a breeze.