Mother Mary. A Mother’s Day Reflection

Mother’s Day…

Gerald the Writer

She pondered these things in her heart.

Mothers do that quite often.

She kept all these things.

My mother did too.

An angel told Mary.

The power of the Highest will.

An overshadowing of foreshadows.

“For with God nothing will be impossible.”

All mothers are infused with possibilities.

They lay down their self dreams

and rest folded hands upon

their distended bellies.

Mary carried wonder

full term and delivered hope.

There was blood and water and child.

All mothers hold pasty skin to chest with awe.

My mother held each of us close for a moment.

A snip of the umbilical and the separation

began a journey of contemplation.

What will? What if? Life.

Mary’s path was set.

From empty womb to empty tomb

the realities of motherhood were multiplied.

The gestation in her heart left stretch marks of spirit.

Near the end Mary drank of the cup no mother…

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5 thoughts on “Mother Mary. A Mother’s Day Reflection

  1. You possess a gift for painting a picture with your words. These words about mothers evoke fond memories of my own mom who now resides in heaven. In this, we share a common bond my dear writer-friend, Teresa K. Lasher

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