Updated: May 25
Both hands raised, gnarled and twisted like branches of an old apple tree, she holds them steady, radiating an abundant blessing. Her love is palatable, tender, fruitful and motherly. The beauty of her being and spirit continues to nourish life. Deeply rooted and secure, her naked soul unhindered by youth or vanity, and within the freedom of love she gives.
In the shade and refuge, all beneath her branches grow in blessing.