When the world
Has battered me
And I am bruised
And bloody
Through and through
Where do I go
To lick
My wounds?
Do I run to you
Generous warmth
Or away from you
Seeking the solace
Of being alone
This voice
That rises up
When I am hurt
And afraid
Is ancient
Powerful
The things
From which
Gods are
Made
Do I trust you
With
This seed
Of vulnerability
Flower petal
Dew drop
Dancing bubble
About to pop
Will you be gentle
Immaculate care
Or will your emotions
Take hold
Explode
Or even worse
Show only
Apathetic cold
It is a split moment
In the chaos of pain
But I know it so well
Live it
Again and again
Oh divine
Mother of mine
Hold us both now
Help us to find
That tender
Connection
Heart open
Rest
Regeneration
Help us
Change
The pattern
Of generations
Nurture this tender
Shoot
Of trust
Care
Repair
Intimacy
And
Celebration