WE BELONG TO HER
(On her motherhood)

#belong

//A woman is blessed with a gift of miracle by the Almighty to give birth and the lineage of mankind lives forever ,the essence of life belongs to a mother and hers to life.//

She carry her weight with pride in her eyes
Mantle of sunshine shrouds on her steps
Milk on her breast mounting her grace
Perfume of lavender drench on her face

At the threshold of winter
Welkin spreads snow white clouds
She captures the metamorphic
of the crescent moon
Signs of conception shines on her breathes
She shout in joy "I am blessed "

Betwix the solstice on hot summer sun
When days of June are longer than nights
She weave in hues garments of dreams
winged Butterflies adorn in pinks
On Silk of skeins whilst she sings
Little angels in heaven dancing.

Harvest moon embellish the sky
on forty weeks of sweet expectations
Pain of arrival simmers on her belly
Sudors pouring on her forehead
she enters the realm to create the lineage

A lone battle she struggled
The angels pouring strength on her
her bundle of joy travels on silk thread
from the darkness of womb
to the world of light
She won the fight
She holds her prize
And singing in praise she claims
"hallelujah! Sweet child you belong to me "
whilst the empyrean rings in jubilantly.