Boundless Love

Boundless Love
Separated from the Mother’s meaning at birth, I was raised for the Father’s purpose-
Left alone to paint color into sketches of Love.
Absent of rank so wanting for choice, I painted reflections of love in daughter - sister - friend - wife – mother.
Quite beautiful-
safe,
and quiet,
and small.
Love assigned
Love realized
Love achieved.

Then the ocean called out and the path was washed clean. The sky whispered open, and a curious tune began to play.
The Mother’s roots took hold, and she scooped me up into a Tree She grew for me.
Swing! and Play!, cheered the Mother. Laugh! Let go! Climb and See!
“Yes, this is love”, said the Tree. “Remember?”
Love unbound,
Love unearned,
Love born of meaning, outside of purpose.

I marveled at the Tree, and dreamt of a life-time safe in Its branches. But out of bounds this Love was lonely, and I cowered in shame. I leapt from the heights of Its hopeful shade and hid Its meaning inside purpose for a part of a life-time.

But the Tree had let go of a Mother-seed, and it was planted safe and deep.
Reflecting off the surface of this unbound Love,
Light reached down, searching for me.
And in the darkness, She began to grow.
She
Grew
and She waited
And She grew
and waited
until
She grew through cracks and clefts and fractures and
mighty purpose trembled and spilled and crumbled to the ground.
I stood disrobed, naked and bare-
empty,
alone.
I cried for a part of a life-time.

All grown-up now, She came out of hiding to hold me.
And me became She and I became Her.
We were re-born to Mother’s meaning,
     together.
I am blank and She is beautiful,
I am untethered and She is connected,
I am seen and She is set free.
I’ve come home to my-Self, and the only thing left to do
is Live.