Weaver
Mother can you hear my plead,
Just like when I hear your voice.
Is there anything wrong with me,
My sensitivity feels like a curse.
Everything I can intuitively see,
Sometimes it can be a bit much.
Why am I so deep like this,
Why is my big heart so raw.
Your guidance I now seek
Answer me for I am yours
You show up when there’s a need
As I always answer your calls
To sprout should I let this seed
A consciousness to be reborn
Fear is trying to creep in
It knows I find myself alone
Your wisdom is crucial to me
Ensuring that I am never lost
Emotions that can feel so real
Must try my best to stay above
Your presence I know is near
A web that comes from source
Weaving your delicate silk
So I may have a place to walk
Appearing in all of my dreams
We are connected even through blood
Hear me mother will you please
Through me you can see my poems
The senses say that you’re here
So strong is your true love
Comfort me will you please
I really would like a hug.
Raven Archer
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