Like a cat, she curls and stretches
Collapsing wearily on the window seat.
Her eyes close. Her face turns towards
The Sun.
It is a place of retreat in the quiet moment between his cries.
The light filters through her eyelids.
Orange and red come to rest on her retina.
The slanted rays of the Sun, an
Autumn glow.
She searches for something, anything to brighten the darkness.
Warmth settles into her bones.
Her muscles release their tension, just a bit.
She soaks in the stillness, grasping a moment of
Peace,
Holding it for the future – a safeguard when helplessness reigns.
She searches for contentment, for elusive happiness.
The dark days and ceaseless nights bring her low.
The smile on his face and the wrinkle of his nose, her only saving
Grace.
Between smiles, her body is heavy and tired
And the days drag on.
Here, in the Sun’s embrace, she finds
Renewal.
Here, lightness returns… if only for a while.