BEAUTEOUS MOTHER
Oh, beauteous Mother
Gracious and all pervasive
In the smallest of things
You kiss the wild diversity of life
The lone tree amidst a desert
Whose green contrast
Is an oasis to the arid sand
The water bled mountains
Dance the jagged cliffs
You, whose oceans
Caress the welcoming shores
Just as we do
When long we have searched
For a land we can call our own
Sacred mounds of earth
Dip like a painters brush
Into the valleys mist
Your four legged children
Feasting on your table of green
The tiny numerous Arthropods
Bees, Flies, Beetles, grasshoppers
and the no-see-ums
So vital and taken for granted
The vast fields of yellow centred
White petaled daisies
And all floral beauty
So delicately singing your praise
The arching bad-land carvings
Whose sunlit hues
Of red, rust, and tourmaline
Expose their seductive contours
The cycle of seasons
Expressing energetic geometry
The leopard spotted tree tops
As seen from high above
The multi-coloured fields of agriculture
Smiling pure and abundant
Crystalline water pools
Rising from deep cavernous chambers
The vast eternal skies
Of aqua blue
Behind the marshmallow clouds
The soaring majestic flight of birds
Ballerinas of the sky
A mother’s belly moans of joy
As her child enters the world
The man who toils the earth
In service to you, Great Mother
Who even when lost
Finds rest and forgiveness
In your bosom
The tears we spill
For our neglect of you
For our forgetfulness
And lost wisdom
Finding again and again
Your endless patience
And welcoming hand
Oh, Beauteous Mother
Shine, as you always have
Even more deeply within me
As I find that bridge
Between the Heart and Mind
Where Love is held
Most preciously.
-TruGuy Starhorse
Feb. 18, 2024
