How shy,
\nthis compassion
\nbetween baby and mother.
\nNursling and goddess.
\nFrom a small eternity
\nof silence,
\nhe gazes into his mother\u2019s eyes.
\nEach
\ncome into the other.
\nThe mother
\ngives back the river
\ninside herself.
\nTakes care,
\nin the cord of their union.
\nThat it never breaks,
\nthat the world remains.
\nI view,
\nin the mother and child,
\nthe winter and summer
\nof ourselves,
\nand the legacy
\nof a mother\u2019s love.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
How shy, this compassion between baby and mother. Nursling and goddess. From a small eternity of silence, he gazes into his mother\u2019s eyes. Each come…<\/p>\n