Mother
This is a raw, joyful energy with a flowing and poetic tribute to you my Queen.
Your Graceful Voice
If you had written songs, they would forever be at the top of the charts in my heart and soul.
I would choose them again and again to celebrate life, and I would play them in my mind like a perfect, endless record—one that never loses its rhythm.
I would gladly let your voice be the earworm for my soul, a melody that moves my spirit, my heart, and even my feet. It would be a motherlode of music, a true Mother-Music Galore.
And when I paused it, it would only be to read through the lyrics, letting my mind imagine and reminisce—you singing to me, us singing together. No longer just as mother and daughter, but as the heartmates and soul mates I have always declared us to be.
No, I cannot replay every moment exactly. But thank goodness for imagination.
I even find myself grateful for the times I drove you a little crazy. If I had known I would one day crave every variation of your sound and tone, I might have pressed you for even more.
Yes, I know I get carried away. But then again, I am your offspring. And if we look at it through the lens of the apple, it seems I didn’t fall too far from the tree.
For the first time, in this, I see that as my greatest blessing. This is my choice. This is my song for you.
Continue to rest in beautiful rhythm of peace.
This is Mother’s Day on earth

