For my Mother

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For my Mother

(In Loving Memory)

Mornings in our Garden
as my mother lifts the Soil

The smell of broken earth
and a sense of the past

Rise into the mist
like gauze around her

She plants the noise of birds
the movement of wind

So those she left may return and speak
in familiar words of all she's lost

I touch her moist face and and she turns to me
I lean into her arms

The sound of wings, and of voices
The figures of light and behind us the earth
like an open hand,

I LOVE YOU MOTHER