The Mother – Page 17 – quantoem poems

A Mother’s Prayer

A Mother’s Prayer

A prayer for you
A prayer for our child
Carried within
Soon to be born to the wild

No longer contained
A world to explore
An innocent being
Full of wisdom and more

The Love that you bring
to this world at this time
has the ability to dissolve
all the strife and the crime

Our prayer for you
as you enter our world
is that Peace also births
like a fetus uncurled

And may Love and may Peace
mature over time
growing with you
as you crawl and then climb

And when you can stand
alone and with strength
may Love and may Peace
reach the width and the length

of not only this world
but every dimension and star
For Peace and Love to contain you
it must reach infinitely far

gagi 12/24/13

Mother, the Natural, God

Mother, the Natural, God
However you perceive the All to be
Ever present
Creation itself
Permeating all
The reason we be

Connected to all
The Source itself
True meaning of Love
of Light and wealth

The power to feel
to see and heal
Able to know
encourage and grow

That which wakes us
every morn
Ever present
from when we’re born

That which breathes us
Beats our hearts
That which gifts us life
a la carte

Feel the pull
from heart and soul
Know of that
which makes us whole

Mother, the Natural, God
and us
Together the treasure
of life
living thus

gagi 10/05/13

a la carte – “having unlimited choices with a separate price for each choice”

From the Heart of the Mother

From the heart of the Mother
there sings a tune
It resonates with all
We were cocooned

We were held within
that nurturing place
The liquid womb
of warmth and grace

We were held with love
so we could grow
and the miracle of life
we were soon to know

This life a gift
A cherished time
The arrival celebrated,
honoured – divine

The Mother now
she held us close
with the warmth and protection
of a heavenly host

We dreamt a lot
as we continued to grow
An awareness of surroundings
we started to know

The Mother encouraged us
with smiles and play
Our interaction and bonding
growing each day

Then came the time
Time to ex plore
Curiousity grew
We ex plored more

Mother was there
to watch us play
With wisdom and patience
she taught The Way

The Mother’s love
extended past
any challenge we met
Her help was cast

Then we were blessed
Our freedom grew
Time to seek
and to understand too

She always knows
just where we are
A bond so deep
no concept of “far”

Connected to
this love divine
we are the fruit
on humanity’s vine

gagi 09/27/13

ex – “one that formerly held a specified position or place”

plore – “an exhibit in a science museum which the visitor is encouraged to handle or otherwise explore; a hands-on exhibit”

ex plore seems to mean leaving the protection of the Mother’s field to have a hands-on experience of life