For Lisa

There is a bond in life we are not meant to understand

Composed of the most trying hurt and the greatest joy

Bruising our hearts and healing our souls

Complex like the stars in a winter's sky

Fleeting as an early spring's seeming breeze

It is the hot tears of painful truths

And in the saturation of proud eyes

A timeless love which lived before the first sunrise

And breathes by the birth of each new life

It is the undying love between a mother and child

While our hearts may bruise; it makes them strong

While others may hurt our souls; we have one another to heal them

In the complexity of the winter sky

Is an undeniable beauty in the whispers passed between burning stars

In the illusion of a budding breeze

Is a balm of knowledge that spring will forever come

A child must cry hot tears to learn painful truths

So that one day it will bring a mother's eyes to swell with pride

As is love, this bond will never be perfect

The trials of each passing day extort exasperation

Life will always present obstacles which we are meant to fail

So we learn to overcome them in the future

This is the truth in the affliction of a mother

The reason for every searing tear across a child's chagrined cheek after a mother's scolding

Unaware of anguish in her damp face before raised voices

Incapable of seeing the love through her cutting words or the worry behind shielded eyes

Part of the greatest secret we will never know

Hidden deep in the mystery of a beating heart

Concealed in the wonder of our unchartered minds

Guarded by the color of turning leaves in fall

And protected in the inconsistent shape of snowflakes in winter

Rooted at the very base of what we call life, it will forever be illusive

While we will never know why, one day we will finally understand

Everything she ever did

Was out of a mother's love for her child

This is the beauty in the whispers between the stars

A soft sung harmony of realization

That the bond between a mother and child is always there

Same as the spring will forever come