I bathed in moonlight.
I stood and let her white gaze wash over me.
all of her and she saw all of me.
I carry under my heart.
forming the shape of a triangle over my navel.
the soul that chose me to be his mother.
to walk a part of the way with it.
worthy of bearing it into a new life.
able to overcome any obstacles we might face together.
the one woman it will call mother.
Thank you universe.
Photo credit: Andy Watkins