
Mama Mess Meditation
I sit in bed amongst mountains of clothes,
Stoic and still, eyes clamped closed.
Deep breathing.
I try to compose
Myself before I explode.
I need space away from this place,
Far from questions, demands and chaos.
Free my mind, my body,
Embrace the silence.
Liberate my soul purpose.
Bathe in sweet nothingness.
Surrender to complete selfishness.
Scream for every mother who feels like this.
I open both eyes,
Remember all I have achieved,
Give gratitude for each perfect little seed
Of thought I have in this head.
For the mountainous piles of clothes on the bed.
For this tiny moment of blistering clarity.
For this tiny moment to sit and just be.
Poem and art by @_lunitaloca_