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Heavenly Mother

Bright Face

  1. When I look upon her face, I see divinity.
  2. When I am alone with her, I feel affinity.
  3. Silver beams caress my face, and blue rays soothen me.
  4. As she passes sleeping earth, she nods approvingly,
  5. Gently guiding owl and wolf and ’possum, hare to see.
  6. Strength and pow’r alone she wields to pull and bear the sea.
  7. Vacillate ‘tween life and blood in lunar harmony.
  8. As a mother to the stars, yet watching over me.

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By Kim Siever

I live in Lethbridge with my spouse and 4 of our 6 children. I’m a writer, focusing on political news, social issues, and the occasional poem. My politics are radically left. I am a political economy student at the University of Athabasca, working on my second undergrad degree.

I’m also dichotomally Mormon. And I’m a functional vegetarian: I have a blog post about that somewhere around here. My pronouns are he/him, and I’m queer.

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