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Dear Mama III |
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Fiction |
Time cracks open, and you stand there in the gap
Filling in the spaces between the thought that was,
The thought that is, the thought that will be
Stand Mama, stand and save me from falling through the cracks
The water flows and carries with it the debris of my longing
Pushing it ever forward to the pool of my present fears
But you are there, standing, catching the salty taste of separation
And spicing it into loving strength and endurance
I am a tree swaying in the winds of my dreams reborn
Its roots of exile rising up to drain the sap of life within its trunk
There you are, Mama, your prayers coxing the foreign soil to hold it firm
Soft, with your loving tears watering the patch of my new strength
Yesterday, in the fog of my loneliness, I saw you
Today, in the drizzle of my confusion, I pray to be in your presence
I'm afraid of tomorrow when I awake, and your laughter is so far away
So far the song in my heart escapes to perch upon another's brow
Across the thousand miles,
Stay with me, Mama
Stay with me, sit with me,
Tell me a story, cradle my guilt
And rock my sleepless nights
Into bright sunny mornings
Across the thousand miles,
Take me home, Mama
Take me to the places in your soul
Where nothing could harm me
Where no fear resides
Where you carried me, pure and holy,
Before the earth ever touched my heel
Mama, only in your perfect sight
Do I stand without a blemish
There, shall I forever stand
Unshaken
Your loving daughter,
With the love of a thousand mountains
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Mkawasi Mcharo Hall |