The Amalgam

I rest on the floor, drop my weight
The physical, not insignificant
But the emotions, heavier
I feel them gravitate away

Into the loving folds
Of the mother's embrace
Hard to touch but soft within

Remaining still to receive me

Nourishing me with her abundance

Nurturing me with love and care

Accepting the blows I land on her

Steadying me when I dither

Gratitude wells up as I rest my head

And feel her smile reflected on my face

My heart sings with joy as I realise

She will be with me night and day

I bow to thee, Mother Earth

For giving me food and a home

For coming with me every inch of the way

Even when I forget where I belong.

To her hard touch contrasts the subtle ether

Wrapping itself around me with tender care

Like father's love, never evident but there

A sheath, a veil, hidden but nevertheless present

Caressing me gently with soft strokes

Being a life force within me and without

Supporting my very breath, keeping me alive

Showering on mother earth so she may nurture

Not demanding, nor even seeking attention

Filling my entire being without pretensions

Till I realise I am nothing but an amalgam

Of the elusive space and the grounded earth.