split in two by the thunderous rattle
of new worlds coming forth.
They pushed through her
and emerged with bright expressions.
New minds flooded with milky dreams
Now, she floats in a blissful sleep,
forever drained of
by the sound of young chests, pulsing with new life
in an orbit
of her own creation
“Mother of Worlds” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork: “A Dedication of Visions” by Hugo Barros