When Silence Speaks

When silence speaks and two hearts meet and time stands still and music matters I am left standing in the road with a naked soul.

mothering

and in the early hours of the waking morn we are all mothers. whether mothering a child, a parent, an animal, a plant or a friend - it is an instinct so deeply ingrained within us all. gentle movements, kind words, thoughts provoked, moments scorned - mothering.