My sisters
and mothers
and great-grandmothers
have lifted me
from the cavernous hole of myself
and revealed
the brightness of a single star
twinkling amongst the many,
in their laughter
in their wrinkles
in their tears
in their wisdom facing fears;
aunties have swooped by
and added dashes of
hopeful courage
tenacity
and flight,
braving the unknown path
alone,
amongst the many…
these Amas
these life-worn and care-full companions
these guides of great knowing
oh, how blessed I am,
a present witness of their showings.