A mother’s comfort
may be befogged
in a mother’s fear,
may seem a tiny light
against oppressive dark

But look how fierce it shines,
defying all the vastness of the void,
look how she holds it without wavering
even when she thinks she has no chance

Look even deeper,
fold yourself into this light  –
it won’t give up,
however underpowered she may feel.
She won’t let go
so it will bear her up
and thus outshine the darkest night.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 22, 2020