First-born to you,
into a world of light and music,
myriad words, and all their possibilities.
Birth of another kind for you now.
The sphere of light that is your heart
attenuating beyond all fear,
merging into your limitless beginnings.
The secret love you have for the universe
has taught us,
will always teach us.
On September 11th, 2001, Patricia Regan Argiro, my beloved mother- poet, journalist, artist and dancer - was in the final weeks of her life. The first version of this poem was my last Mother's Day present to her. Now she lives in the Light.
©Elisa Maria Argiro