Swan
i saw her
just
yesterday
in a gym locker
room
in a moment
in time
harder than
most
we looked
at one another
taking stock
and we smiled
the same smile
without a mask
it was like
looking in
the mirror
seeing
a later version
down the road
perhaps
her hair
was styled
in a wavy gray bob
she had
a natural radiance
about her
an inner calm
that belied
ancestral strength
shorter in stature
yet a presence of purpose
her energy
flowed out
like the sea
reaching out to me
there were no words
exchanged
and yet
it was like
we were talking
the whole time
in a silent ancient language
and anyone observing us
in this moment
would have thought
she was my mother
and i
her daughter
for we looked
the same
moved through
the world
the same
sensing things
the same
…
maybe if
i see her
again
i’ll give her
this
…
and tell her
my story
how i was born
and never knew
my mother
but never
forgot about her
just carried her
within
all these years
searching the sea
the wind
TL