Natural Disaster

Natural Disaster

Sometimes, I am the tsunami

disturbances in body

waves compounded

my salt tears crash against the shore

watch me drown in them.

Sometimes, I am the volcano

searing pain below the surface

always dormant, never extinct,

the eruption is toxic; acid rain, volcanic ash

watch me choke.

Sometimes, I am the hurricane

thick pressure on my chest

inhaling panic

towers of thunderstorms surround me

watch me spiral down, down.

Sometimes, I am the avalanche

the forces on me exceed my strength

covered in so much cold

frozen solid, numb to the core,

watch me go under.

Sometimes, I am the bushfire

one strike

sparks uncontrollable

intense destruction

watch me burn alive in it.

Sometimes, I am the earthquake

shaking on the surface

stress building, fracture growing,

fault after fault after fault,

watch me break apart.

Sometimes, I am the sinkhole

swallowed up in depression

collapsing under the weight

of everything carefully built

watch me fall.

Always, I am one with the Earth.

Mothers

Mothers

Mothers

should teach their daughters

how we are of unconditional worth

how to practice self care

how to mother our own being from within.

Mothers

who cast out their daughters into exile

who starve them of food

of love

of belonging

of the lessons on how to be a woman

are not wise to be called mothers at all.

Giving birth does not determine motherhood

it is nourishing the becoming alive.

How naive to think

we can count with our fingers

the number of growing women and girls

we are asked to nurture.

Here’s where we are different,

mother, you and I.

Where you seek to destroy the weeds

I water the roots

expose them to sunlight

and exhibit the spectacle of beauty and power

from every combined wildflower in the world.

Is that not why she is called Mother Earth?