Sunday, July 19, 2009

Mary

Mary Matriarch,
Our Monarch,
You nourished Us
You mended Us.
We have thrived
under your
Mothering Devotion,
Your firm hand
and sharp tongue,
Clever, Clever
We wish to be,
like You.
Like the oil of olives
you released our essences
into the thick, watchful air
of our Home,
where lived Liberty of
Ottaviano.

4 comments:

♥ Boomer ♥ said...

Your writing simply flows. I always enjoy. Hope you are well and thriving. That your weekend has been restful.

onesilentwinter said...

beautiful.

Claire said...

like the oil of olives
you released our essences

just perfect

sarah haliwell said...

I really like this.