A Mother's Day Tribute

Daffodil Kiss ©1997 Kimberly Nyce

Long forgotten memories, once hidden from her sight,
Dance in rhythmic shadows, embracing dark and light.
A tiny bulb lies patient, anticipating birth,
Cradled in the womb of darkened mother earth.

Nourished by a mother’s breast, the sweetness of its flow,
Feeding tender shoots in hopes that they will grow.

The time arrives, as the gentle wind whispers softly in her ear.
Arise, Awaken 'Lil Daffodil, Spring is here!
In praise, her body arches upwards reaching for the light,
Released from her mother’s womb, she has blossomed through the night.

Her amber chiffon bonnet pulled gently round her face,
Floats amidst a sea of bows and ivory satin lace.
Her head bowed prayerfully, lies gently against her breast.
Quietly she slumbers, her thoughts now laid to rest.

The Zephyr wind blows softly, sending love your way,
From your ‘lil Daffodil on this Mother’s Day.

* Poem written for my Mom on Mother's Day, 1997.
Image taken in downtown Wickford, RI

One-of-a-Kind

From whose lips would you long to hear these words whispered?
...from a loved one, a friend, a spouse, a lover, a parent?

How would it feel to know that...YOU matter in this world to someone; YOUR presence is appreciated; YOU carry weight in this world?

I've waited for friends and family to utter these words. Always a part of me hopes that somehow these words will satisfy my insatiable hunger and thirst for love. They never do satisfy me completely. The words spoken seem to fall short of my heart's grasp. I am left hungering for more. My expectations soar beyond reasonable limits...always just out of reach, out of sight...missing the obvious that surrounds me.

God showers his love upon me daily. He whispers His Love for me in simple gestures - a butterfly lighting upon a flower; the stranger who smiles and nods as I pass by; the heart rocks that I stumble upon; the warm breeze caressing my cheek; the moon casting its light to guide and direct me home; a unexpected phone call or card from a friend or family member; the kindness of a stranger; the answered or unanswered prayer that turns out to be a blessing...the list is endless. When I awaken to these subtle messages around me, I realize just how much I am loved.

God's love always satisfies me...His grace fills me to overflowing. Patiently, I await those precious moments when I feel His presence washing over me.

His sweet nectar, poured out freely, nourishes my spirit, beckoning me forth to blossom into full Glory.

“I have loved you with an everlasting love; therefore, I have drawn you with loving-kindness.” (Jeremiah 31:3)

Know you are...LOVED!

©2008 Kimberly Nyce - Writings from the Chrysalis Collection
Original photograph taken at Mount Auburn Cemetery, Cambridge, MA. Watercolor effect applied to image.