Mother's Love

Mother's Love

A Poem by Tate Morgan
"

Can any man say he is not beholding to the spring from which life flows?

"

My mother Marqita


My Mother Marquita

35 yrs old 


What man fears not mortality

who stands in line to die

To lose the breath we hold so dear

yet for ourselves we cry

The strength of a mighty army

echoes from the boroughs

Combining humanities heart

with love from where it flows

___________________________

 

The quiet heart of the lonely

begs us all take a chair

Come sit at the table of man

break bread with all found there

She feeds the souls each evening

round fires of brotherhood

Bringing like and not together

as each one knew she would

_____________________________

 

Where my own is but a lamplight

Illuminating one

Hers the love of a Mothers Heart

burns brilliant as the sun

So precious is the time we share

for whom would you then cry

So sweet the nectar love conceals

don't let life pass you by



© 2023 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
Can any man say he is not beholding to the spring from which life flows? As in the times of the ancient mariner we all hear the call of sirens that gesture us to sail home. Continuity of purpose flows from the wellspring of our lives. In the end we all find we are drawn inexorably home, to the hearth from around which we told our tales of long ago and spun our yarns of a life well lived. The well spent life will always beckon from the winds of change a call for home.

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My favorite passages:
"What man fears not mortality, who stand in line to die?", and
"Come sit at the table of Man; break bread with all found there."
This is another betrayal of the depth of your heart, Tate. I have
read none deeper, no, not even in the Masters. I am very honored
to have come to know you, through this amazing writing.
I would be glad, strictly for comparison's sake, to see the
original, upon which this was based; might that be possible?

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Beautiful write Tate. As usual, your words are deeply profound and soulful.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow! This is really special.....love it Tate! Well done sir!!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Is it alright if I alter it a bit for song formatting?

Posted 13 Years Ago


How wonderful, I wish for every child a Mother who is loving and kind enough to show the the true path of life.

Posted 14 Years Ago


And let the tears come... This blew me away..


Mags xx

Posted 14 Years Ago


This was so beautiful. One of the best pieces I have ever read.

Posted 14 Years Ago


you encapsulated the grace of motherly love along with the true meaning of life brilliantly in the last two stanzas .. lovely write

Posted 14 Years Ago


Aww this is so beautiful!

Posted 14 Years Ago


A man that respects his mother will respect his lady in life now and everafter. A man who does not can not be trusted is my experience. A lovely tribute.
Light,
Siddartha


Posted 14 Years Ago



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Last Updated on July 3, 2023
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Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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