gravity

when there's a heaviness
in my body,
and in my chest,
there is only this
that I want to do -
to sink deeper
into this shell,
and this ground
upon which I stand,
where I can die
into the circling arms
of my mother,
my beloved,
drawing me in,
into her love,
a love that feeds
the whole universe,
a sweet remembrance
of what it is
to move
with love,
in love,
for love,
into love -
a love that holds me,
and makes me feel her,
only when I want to.