Mother of Worlds

by fyarlgiles


Our mother


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

of power

Now, she floats in  a blissful sleep,

 forever drained of


and strength

but delighted

 by the sound of young chests, pulsing with new life

around her

in an orbit

 of her own creation

“Mother of Worlds” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse

Artwork: “A Dedication of Visions” by Hugo Barros–VISIONS_Print