“A mother’s happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future
but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.” – Honore de Balzac
“Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.” – Robert Browning
“There is an inmost center in us all, where truth abides in fullness;
….and, to know, rather consists in opening out a way where the imprisoned splendor may escape, then in effecting entry for a light supposed to be without.”
― Robert Browning
In a Gondola
The moth’s kiss, first!
Kiss me as if you made believe
You were not sure, this eve,
How my face, your flower, had pursed
Its petals up; so, here and there
You brush it, till I grow aware
Who wants me, and wide open I burst.
The bee’s kiss, now!
Kiss me as if you enter’d gay
My heart at some noonday,
A bud that dares not disallow
The claim, so all is rendered up,
And passively its shattered cup
Over your head to sleep I bow.
“Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.” — Robert Browning
“Because I feel that, in the Heavens above
The angels, whispering to one another,
Can find, among their burning terms of love
None so devotional as that of ‘Mother’”
—Edgar Allen Poe