the evolution of the woman that evolves and evolves,
generations of thought energy moving thru the life blood.
Who is the woman that bore your grandmother?
Don’t you wish you could know more?
What kind of mother did your grandmother only wish she was
did she worry, feel paralyzed or just burry it all?
She was an only child, similar to me
worried about being lonely, alone
not worthy of being loved.
My mother she blazed thru that,
she was ready to face the dis ease
cleansing the uteral life blood that would take her to her knees.
My daughter, like my mother has ideas all her own.
strong women they stand up,
unraveling to disown.
Single mothers like my great grandmother, my mother, never wanted to fall.
My grandmother she held on, to her marriage and it all,
her dis ease, took its toll right up till the end
have to face what hurts and recover from all that’s been.
It is the lineage of their stories that might hold the key,
revealing patterns and life blood energy,
manifested thru me.