Grandmother cradles young
Dreams, concealing her death
Beneath fragile soft skin.
Grandmother flies,
Soaring through time,
Without wings nor sequence.
Grandmother sings in silence,
With the resonance of knowing,
She quiets the yestermorrows,
Soothing fear and hunger.
Grandmother is humming
Sweet dreams into being.
She loves and she loves
And she loves with her
Ancient, shattered, broken and
Carefully mended,
Old Woman’s gentle heart.
Bear … 04.12.2014
ⓒ Bearspawprint


2 comments on “Grandmother

  1. willowdot21 says:

    That is so beautiful that I am tearing up. Thank you for sharing.xx



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