A mothers love lives on

Magical Moonbeams

From heavenly gates I sneak and down moonbeams slide,

to peep back to Earth with a feeling of pride,

and for a moment I think my job as a mother is done,

as I see my growing family, enjoying their lives with love and fun.

But then dark clouds obscure my view

and in an instant that familiar feeling of fear anew,

and I realise that a mother’s job never really ends

and my love and support I still need to send.

 

So, I take out a small sparkling box from my gown,

and sprinkle it’s glittering dust back to home,

and, as dust passes stars, it’s magic grows stronger

and unseen when it lands, it’s truth dissolves anger,

you remember that despite rows and family tensions,

love continues to live on through all generations.

 

As my magic dust settles, it reminds that life is very simple,

There’s really no need to create vast complication,

and as I look down, somehow you know…

that whenever you feel lost or just low,

you can reach up to starry night skies,

where on moonbeams I often fly,

and feel my love for you and yours ever sustaining,

through each of life’s seasons, my arms protecting,

And in the breeze, you’ll feel my breath on your face,

and the brush of my lips, as your cheeks I still kiss.

 

So, for now, my peep is over, I float back to pearly gates,

happy knowing my family live their true fate,

and that they’ve learned some of my lessons, before it’s too late…

To simply enjoy natures beauty,

seen in the green grass, blue sea and sky,

and to love each other, with honesty and atonement,

remembering to be conscious and present in the moment,

so that life can be lived without dearth,

on the great paradise of life, you now know is Earth…

 

Wendy Hodgson

2015

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