When the mother wave comes for you,
you will be cradled,
you will be borne up,
you will be bathed and buoyant

You will not miss
what you are swept away from,
you will not mind
how naked and how new
you feel, how far away
from your tongue are any words

When the mother wave comes,
you will delight in stillness.
all your worries gone,
your heart at home.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 17, 2020