Mama (Inspiration)

(Ma Ma)

In my solitary moments

 I realize,

I haven’t spoken to my mother in 3 weeks. 

I am on the verge of realizing myself.

I have stepped into the stage of Goddess-hood.
I have been cloaked.

I am not a late bloomer

I am retracing my steps.

I am not weak

I am accepting my strength.

I am not perfect

I exist in the now. 

I’ll never struggle again

I have stopped feeding my wounds. 

You don’t have to love me anymore... You already do.

I don’t need to need you anymore 

I am already grateful for your passing presence.

How sweet it is to experience the womb, again.

My own womb…

I am my own mother now.

And I suckle away my pain.

You don’t have to understand my healing

You have already played your part.

Thank you Mahala Lewis allowing me to use your painting as the inspiration for this poem. (click her name for more of her work)

 Collette Brown

(Ma Ma)  2015