waited through the cold of Winter for the gate
to be opened.
I waited so that I may come out into the warm.
I have made my choice.
I have accepted my compromise.
Love I gave up the life I knew for a time,
now my Mother is calling to me.
I hear Her voice filled with yearning,
Awakening in me the almost forgotten feelings
damp earth beneath my toes.
A playful breeze blowing through my hair.
The kiss of rain upon my upturned face.
Hot Sun on my back,
I run to your arms I am safe.
I will always be Your Child.
You will always be My Mother.
I am home.
Demeter's Daughter © Mommawhitecougar 2006