Present

dear Child..

a whisper..

i stir..

i hear..

like a dream..

that i fear..

will not stay..

She whistles..

a tune..

un heard..as yet

a tune..either new

or ancient..

She hums..

softly..

i understand..

perfectly..

thanks..i whisper

open the eyes

n i’m blind

as before

awake

to this dream

in which i walk

every single day..

Her words..

don’t awake..

the song..

carries on....

your gift…

dear One..

I know..

you don’t…want

is ready

waiting

Please..awake

dear Child..

unveil

a gift..so wild

the present

from parents

gather it inside

n find..

what dawn

brought

on butterfly wings

what..

was always..

..yours

with little eyes..

unwrap..my Child

gently take..

this nice wild..ride

with none but..

Me..beside

i stir..

consult fear..

request it

to keep still

to not convulse..

or collapse

in fits

alert..fear sits

pays..attention

speaks..in silence

says..all it

requires..

is attention

alright..deal

we clap..n seal

an unwritten

agreement

first time..

i have known

fear..to be afraid

terrified..

of an unknown

present

sitting still..

in steady torment

i wonder..

gently calm it

down..

n whisper

i hear..

me console..

poor..dear..fear

come..sit still

dear one..

my greatest friend

no enemy..

i thank you..

for all you have

done

oh..dearest friend

come..i am not

leaving

you behind

please take

your honoured

place..

beside..

dear Mind

honoured…

whispers..

the ocean..

of salt water…

one shiver..

runs over..

the form

like one move

in one blue sea

one wave..

that looks..

like many

AMMA..

i writhe..

i struggle..

Amma..i try

to speak..

but the sounds..

come jumbled

like a whole new

tongue

inside

mind cannot gauge

to converse with it

mind cant engage

it..in battle

or discussion

impossible..says

poor conversation

like gurgles..

from the unborn

child

inside..

none can

comprehend

none but..Mother

but i cant

understand..

which

is the womb

for the life of me..

cant comprehend…

Who..?

is inside..

whom