Under a full moon


ethereal light–

your distance tonight

rides the back of Winter’s chill


yet in your fullness

is the womb’s promise–

deliverance of a beating pulse


why then this feeling?

this desolation and doom–

weighing heavily in the dark


as you rise in the heavens–

spread your nurturing warmth

to those whom you have given birth


swaddle them gently–

nurse them with your loving care

and as you lay them down to sleep


dispose of their wasted fears…