Thursday, 31 March 2022

(the things you wake up thinking about) learning to see.. learning to be..




Oh God! You are the only one who could

have set this whole place up, then disappeared.

Although, I s'pose each mother has a good

go at the same job to her children near 


to term, when they might just about be born,

with eyes and ears, and other senses too,

but no chance yet to recognize her form

b'coz they are protected in a room


that's made within her very self, to save

them, in their undeveloped, immatu-

re, state (which  means they cannot yet behave

appropriately, as though they'd had the tour


of ev'rywhere, they have in fact been to

inside the belly of the Mum of them.

My daughter lived for months that way in leaux

of doing tours of India back when


we visited there, months before her birth,

we reckoned she would be "safe as a house"

for even though she lived within this Earth,

she needed to develop, not espouse


opinions as to whether Mums exist,

or boast about the places that she's been,

or spruke about the things that she had missed.

Another time, they might be by her seen.


And still her mother cares for, thinks of her.

(Though each is also helping others too,

to speak in language understood, preferred.)

I think her Mum has been a bit like you!









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