Remember
For mothers

You pushed pause because it mattered.
It matters still that you let your hope
incarnate itself in a person who pulled
you out of you, rendered your bounds
porous and expansive, at least for now,
because the contours of your perimeter
were set, in large part, by fear, before
you had any say in the matter. But the
time is coming – is perhaps upon you
now – to gather the pieces scattered
by your defiance of despair, the bits
of your original outline that can serve
your soul's broadened vision. Today,
remember what has yet to come alive.