Ode to Mother

Hi MyYogaPal Community,

Today is May 25th, and it is my mother’s birthday. I wanted to honor her with a short poem.

There are no words to describe my feelings for Mom, because it’s more than love. It’s a mystery and a riddle and a feeling that words cannot describe. When I think about her and really sit with my thoughts and feelings I want to cry and laugh. I have memories of just wanting to melt into her skin. The smell of her perfume on her clothes, her hair, her skin - all these surround me and fill me with her. It’s crazy, because I seem to be in love with Mom. So be it then, if that’s the closest I can describe in words what I feel for her. But then it morphs, and so my feelings change to admiration because I know of her sacrifices and the beauty she showers upon everything. How blessed I am to have my Mom.

Ode to My Mother

She turned 91 today

What will become of her

Mind her

Body her

Spirit

My Mother

she & her & my are distant pronouns

I only want to be one with mother

in the womb of her heart

I can’t get close enough that it hurts and always will

what will become of me?

Mom is 91 now

Fe Celeste Revilla. She’s a mom to other moms too, like our dog Rio. Mom knew instinctively that Rio gave birth to a litter of pups behind the house and she helped Rio with the puppies.