MADRE

We came through your touch,
we walked upon the land you so gently tended and tilled,
ready or not to receive us — we came.

Your hands guided us to step firmly on the ground,
to listen with the sensitivity of the heart,
to see with the perception of the soul.
Hands that are home and comfort.

She,
this force capable of bringing life into being,
outward and inward: ours and hers; reborn.
Mother.