Rise in Peace

The poets mourn their Mother
and their Grandmother.
What will the planet do without her
voice setting the rhythm?

Pick up the book, child,
read it, then speak your own truth.
Be proud, be strong,
Be Love and love and love and love.
Hold your face to the sun
and accept the blessing,
walk your own road all the way home.
I taught you, I left it all,
let me rest now.
Go read.

Rise in Peace, madam,
I am blessed to have shared
a space on this planet
during the time that you did.