with mother

originally published may 5, 2021

A piece written in honor of International Day of the Midwife

In the sacred spaces

between woman and mother

she sits.

Negating any personal fame or notoriety,

she holds

space

for the unfolding of miracles.

Instincts and primal remembrances linger

thick in the air as she cradles the becoming

of mother

She gives reverence to the

mothers that came

before and

before and

before.

Her power lies in protecting

the intuitive power of woman:

raw,

fundamental,

the only catalyst for the future.

She believes even when you don’t,

bestowing

genuine words

gentle touches

transcendent calmness

as new life comes from motherland to homeland.

She is -

with mother -

a midwife.


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