The Mother of Spirit-Children
by DeleVan DellErba
The same mother that birthed me has risen from her past
And birthed a world of Destiny.
She is now mother of so many,
nurturing orphans with spiritual longings.
Her soul feeds the hungry,
And makes rich the poor of spirit,
She is a matriarch butterfly, with wings of grace
That touch the face of humanity.
Hers are spirit-children, born from the soul.
My mother has risen from her past,
To find her heart still beating strong,
She will always carry on
The mother I know is brilliant,
A cosmic woman of grace.
And within her beautiful eyes
Are seeds of the stars
a million children waiting to be born.
-Niánn Emerson Chase