Love in the Dark

by Milo   Apr 20, 2020


In my carefree dream-like hours,
I stumbled upon a grieving mother.
Her tears were powerful enough to seep
through the cracks of the spiritual world
as a calm but flowing rivers of love.
I can hear the memories of happiness
yet struggles within the watery stream.

Her lifeless daughter is on her deathbed,
already past yet she is unafraid.
The waters of her mother's love
turn into a soft and flowing waterfall,
falling down into the dark and cold world.
The rivers danced in a trance-like motion,
twirling around as the daughter catches
the water in her hands in perfect rhythm.

She glanced at me for only a moment,
too busy smiling and dancing
something fierce without fear or pain
into the darkness and beyond.
I smiled for her, the rivers of her mother's love
will follow her forever wherever she is going.

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  • 4 years ago

    by Brenda

    Milo, as sad as this is, its truly beautiful-I would like to think thats how this happens, its very comforting.

  • 4 years ago

    by Once an Angel

    God this poem was painful. My mummy doesn't like me all that much, so it this poem raised all kinds of feelings in me - loss at what is not. Joy at mothers who love this way. Sorrow for her sorrows. Hope, for the the lost daughter - because she gets to bring her mother's love on the journey ahead. Sometimes it is difficult to follow one metaphor throughout an entire poem and keep having new ways to describe it - but you did just that.

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