A Mother’s Love is Endless

 

As soon as the seed is planted,

the change began.

Not some small modification,

or a born again interruptive flash,

but an ontological alteration.

 

A change of the soul.

An understanding so deep,

of love, of service, of God.

Instinctive yet unfathomable

A love with purpose, unchangeable, infinite.

 

Love held in the arms of my child, unrealizable yet present.

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