Pummeling you with more of my Poetry. Sorry.

Evolution (for Mom)

I knew You then,
before the Beginning,
before Seperation,
when You were my Soul
and I was your Soul.

Then we emerged,
from the endless ocean
of Compassion
to the smaller ocean
of your Womb.
Room enough to grow another
droplet of the One Soul.

Then we emerged,
from the small ocean
of your Womb
to the larger ocean
of the World,
a harmony, now seperated
into two notes:
and a new sound rung
in Creation.

Tones vibrate with years,
the pitch in our ears
going red to ultraviolet
and beyond.
But this harmony now,
of your soul and
mine,
has always been Love,
God-blessed and
Divine.