The Sign

Don’t be perfunctory, she admonished
make it meaningful —

I watched, as she closed her eyes,
breathed half-heard words:

Hand to her forehead
“Mind - the source of all.”

hand lightly placed on her belly
“Birth via creation”

fingertip touch on each side of her chest
“Mother and Beloved blend and sustain.”

In the dim-lit fire glow,
while the wind moved silent in the trees beyond,

I trembled —