Surrender

Surrender

In the midst of the crushing
my mother love turns inwards
soft edges of hard truths

She says:
my fierce wild one
your determination is
tautly built bridges
of traversed hardship
Strong grip 
tempered mettle

Your determination is not what is needed in this.

Your love is
deep cavernous callings
of transformative connection
Dripping notes 
heart-strung songs

Your love is not what is needed in this.

Your shine is
bright searing exaltation
licking the edges of night
Smouldering words
burning catalyst

Your shine is not what is needed in this.

My dear one
forgive the solitude
of your singular voice:
your 
one will
one heart
one light

Forgive your vulnerability
your humanness
your limitations
and let go.

Surrender 
that raw resolve
bleeding heart
blazing light
to
flow
time
providence

to the magic 
that is so much more
than this one 
small moment

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