O Speak To Me Like Coco...

O Speak to me as Flowers... For they've outgrown all life-thorns... An evening on Pink sun-rays... Where Love Alone Blossoms! O Speak to me of softness... Of space between words... Where one collects Gods breath ...to melt away all pains of earth! O Speak to me....like Coco... Who's born....from Love unsullied....For even in his Silence... He presses grapes of sour...into sweet.... For Tis' is our beginning...our healing year of pains.... For we've outgrown all the thorns... That people in all forgetfulness... of their Selves gave! O Speak to me such....As My Beloveds whispers of strength... & if thou still naught know how... Then lay as grass silent! . This year we won't settle for less, I've promised this to Coco, we no longer need to walk that path, that stifled the Songs of our soul. The mind that lessons learns from past...is a gift of strength... & that Power I give myself... to Breathe us a second chance. I ushered in this New year on silent lips of prayer, awoke in the wee hours of mornin' chanting Gayatri...so Sun in our lives would surface...For things all good to come, comes in an instance of faith, as I prayed to my Beloved...For a mothers Prayers..he's promised he shall never fail. . Cocos hip pain has resurfaced, yet he blooms in me flowers of peace & hope & this year I've promised him...To bend even time...as in Faith on my night gown flowers grow Though I too am unable to walk due to pain, he's there for me & so am I for him & to selfless mothers prayers even God bows down to her strength of belief! With Atul & Coco wishing you all a new beginning to your lives . Copyright: Meghna/2019