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