Solar Return 76
On her border, my mother
opened a gate and pushed me through.
Seventy-six years past,
I was a wailing newborn
granted my first generous breath
on the breathing planet.
Today once more I feel
newborn in the spinning House of Earth,
where sky stops at nothing
and the beautiful future has come to pass.
Grace notes have schooled me now,
to abide in insistent mysteries.
©Susa Silvermarie 2023
