my eden

happy mother's day.

i have felt a great responsiblity to write about motherhood.

before my girls were born, every year on mother's day, i would try to write something for my mother. my words felt so trite. i thought that when i became a mother words would come to me. for over three years now i have written ideas and lines, but a whole poem never came together.

i feel true happiness today, finally having found words to describe the song in my heart.

this poem is for mothers: especially for my unbelievably wonderful mother, and my precious daughters, who will one day truly understand the love, joy, and gift motherhood is. my eden

this life, moments

in each the love of my own mother

my newborn daughter wears the fiery crown of birth

and all my love to bear her into this harvest sun

and i, still burning, so weak,

turn to my mother

who with wet eyes helps me latch my sweet baby to nurse and

watches waves of pain shoot down to my toes, curling, exposing my suffering,

and she remembers hers.

the song of new life silent now at least one year

i ache for a babe wet with birth and fresh from heaven.

finding the footpath of my forever

baking bread, blowing bubbles, forgiveness, kissing owies,

my celestial preparation

and this man at my side, eternal sweethearts

the man my mother knelt and asked for since

the day she bore me into daylight with her love,

he is everything she pleaded.

this breath or maybe the one just before

changed last night into this morning

we lie in our bed too small for four

i hold my breath, holding time

thinking of our love

and these two precious girls, they tell all.

this garden of love

each moment a flower more beautiful

pushing through dirt and despair

we bloom tall together in the sparkling sunshine

every day growing closer to heaven

my daughters, my gift to you,

motherhood

inside you an eden of your own