Oh Dear Mother Of Me…
How sweet - How moving the memories of you!
Enveloping my soul with living ghost of you…
Inflating my heart with every courage of you,
I live and love to inherit as my second wind…
To fortify my spirit into solid ghost,
That can walk through walls ,of any obstacle…
“Discourage not so easily… My child, you must never give up!”
Your golden scripture ever scribbled upon the inner walls of my skull,
As the indelible graffiti by the hand of a saint!
Beauty for my mind”s eye forever to behold…
You fed my mind! You fed my body! And you fed my soul…
“Balance” the philosophy you shot from Cupid’s bow!
Impaling my skeptic heart with sharp point of your arguments…
Oh I’m still falling in love with the yin and yang inside of me…
Nurture was nature, your nature was to nuture!
From your womb - I hit this earth! From your tomb - my second birth!
Reopening of petals of my third eye,
by the rays of your sun, reawakening your son…
Unveiled was my spirit by seeing through the veil,
The unseen now clearly seen… We are more than just, our physical being…
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Oh dear mother of me, my beloved saint… Saint Marie Louise
So cold… So bitter seemed the autumn winds
Claiming your frame as the fallen leaf,
Motionless-emptied of your beloved soul!
Embuing my soul with infinite sorrow;
But only to be stricken with epiphany so heavenly!
Transforming my grief into uplifting belief…
That your season of fall was my season of harvest!
Harvesting of your crops still blooming inside of me,
Yielded by seeds you had sowed… So long ago!
So thank you, I say! My saint beloved… Saint Marie Louise…
Sweet mother of me, If I may…
For you see! Your nurturing ways have never gone in vain.
Forever, they shall inhabit, the blood rivers in my veins…
Forever they shall inhabit, the blood rivers in my veins…
Forever… And Forever!
-Your SON
Written:1998
