In the circle of their arms
mother and child dance
to music only they can hear
with eyes locked
on each other’s faces
with that embrace
building bridges against years’
hollowing chasms, flowing tears.
Oh blessed moment
when even teardrops are sweet
and every smile,
a blissful gift
all these treasures kept in the heart
keeping souls fed
once they’re apart.
Dewy eyes, gazing at each other
opening to love without measure
“He is never heavy on my shoulder.”
“Her heart is strong, my own shelter.”
This is a response to the above picture prompt from DVERSE POETS’ Poetics: Dominant Impression in Artistic Description. Do visit the link for great responses to the prompts. 🙂
*Thanks to Tony of Rumours of Rhyme for the suggested revision. The original line read – “taking it all in / in that embrace”.