THE ART OF MOTHERING: THE ART OF WOMANHOOD

It’s What we Do       

We extract.

We exhale.

We create.

We consumate.

The universe is our expanse.

The earth is our tillage.

The majesty of mountains is our support.

The 7-heavens adorn us.

The stars illuminate us.

Our hands embrace hardship

Human affairs are our reality

We are the soul’s solace

The philosopher’s advice

The poet’s rhythm

The teacher’s podium

The girl’s friend

The boy’s compassion

The man’s assurance.

We are the axis of the axis

The pole of the opposites

The comfort and certainty of prophets

The fire underneath the warrior

The bridle of the steed

The impress of the foot on the path of Allah (T’ala)

The pen writing the sage’s strokes

The stream guiding to the river

The waterfall rushing over the cliff to settle in the valley

Humanity’s…

space

origin

nectar

peace

Spine of the husband,

Charity of the father,

Contentment of the son

Heart of a woman

Art of Mothering.