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bubbalouie Jul 2013
Wide-eyed, piercing contemplation…newborn.
Meeting my gaze, reading my thoughts…you want nothing.
Depth

Focused, deliberate…toddler.
Intently pressuring us to submit…you want what you want!
Concentrated

Fun-loving, cute…8-year old.
Extrovert, star…you know what you want!
Gregarious

Willful, unyielding…pre-teen.
Confusion, puberty…you do what you want!
Inflexible

Solo, driving…teen-ager.
Wandering, searching…you’re not sure what you want.
Rootless

Gone, missing…young adult.
Unknown, mystery…I don’t know what you want.
Mourning

Renewed, home…NOW.
Unlimited, enthusiastic…we’re creating what we want.
Love
bubbalouie Jul 2013
Dearest Mother
            Bounteous, Beautiful, Blessed,
                        Life giving, Mother

How we wonder at thy beauties,
            Then turn and defile you
Through our haze of personal satiation,
            We do not feel your heart!

Pulsing, Pounding, Perfect Love,
            You give and give.
                        We do not understand.

But now I thank you,
            Your mountains, rivers, fields, seas and valleys,
Your trees and flowers and deserts,
            Your beauty unspeakable!

Let me live as thou livest,
            Let me remember thee in all things,
Fill me with thy Being, as I cannot be that which you are not,
            I desire as dost thou, Mother, to live to give.

— The End —