Olde Mother's Home

It's in the rich sleep
Of an ocean's carefully crafted cave
It's soaking in deep darkness
As solid as crystal
As soft as mud
It's pulsing with primal dreams
It's a tunnel of clay
As slow as forever
Damp with the coming age
It's pushed and pulled
With the pains and pleasures
Of Possibilities
It's a volt of piercing light
Rent into ancient banks
Surging in songs of the sea
It's the shock of a fresh sun
And the slapping new air
Let's Life truly Begin.

30.08.09

Dedicated the Xavier Lloyd
Born 31.08.09
Welcome in, make yourself comfortable, you'll be here quite a long time!