We are all mothers of being.
We mother ourselves, and
mother each other.
We are one with the Universe,
and the mother of
being.
We mother the father of the brother and sister
for we are all one and are being

We are.
We give.
We give birth.
We give birth to ideas.
We give birth to ourselves.
We give birth to the next moment in the ever-expanding infinite moment of now.

Be still with yourself,
and you’ll realize
that is you. You can never
know it, until you know,
and you can never feel it,
until you open yourself,
and fall into the infinitely
loving
arms of your mother,
which is also yourself.