TO MY MOTHER

TO MY MOTHER

MY MOTHER IS LIKE THE EARTH
LIKE GOOD RICH EARTH
WITH THE THRILL OF SPRING SHE BORE ME
HER SECRET
HOARDED THROUGH THE WINTER OF SLEEP AND GROWTH
TILL CALLED OUT BY TIME AND SUN
SHE THRUST ME FORTH
NOURISHED BY ALL THE GOODNESS WITHIN HER
AND THROUGH ALL MY DAYS OF GROWTH
SHE EMPTIED HERSELF INTO ME
SOMEDAY I SHALL GO BACK TO THE GREAT MOTHER
SOMEDAY LIKE A LEAF I SHALL SETTLE BACK
BUT IN THE BRIEF TIME MY SPAN SHALL RUN
I DO ANYTHING WELL
IT WILL BE FROM THE GOODNESS AND RICHNESS SHE GAVE
ME
FROM WAKING SPRING TO NODDING FALL
TILL SNOW COMES
AND QUIET OVERALL




Frank a vollmer