Bo Mme.

Mothers~ they carry their young for months & months- their own flesh and blood. They haven’t even met their little baby ‘n’ yet they hold an endless love for the child. They hold the next generation, carrying the world’s following line of beings. Mothers are “the closest thing to God on this earth.”

From: milk and honey

By rupi kaur

~the loving

“when my mother was pregnant

with her second child i was four

i pointed at her swollen belly confused at how

my mother had gotten so big in such little time

my father scooped me in his tree trunk arms and

said the closest thing to god on this earth

is a woman’s body it’s where life comes from

and to have a grown man tell me something

so powerful at such a young age

changed me to see the entire universe

rested at my mother’s feet”

(p. 45).

This is my favorite poetic section from ‘milk and honey’ by Rupi Kaur, because it made me think about my own Mother, and how she carried not only me for months—but my younger siblings—too. This made me even appreciate the love she has for her own children much more. While my siblings and I were still in her womb- she loved us then-she still carries on showing endless and unconditonal love. That goes to show that she’s “the closest thing to God on this earth.”

#Bo Mme.