Maternal Holly Eyes Poem by Sylva Portoian

Maternal Eyes intently lights,
Eyes look to sky with thanks,
Have delivered many spirits,
Heavenly prized in hearts.
Scenting each breath with every birth,
From near or far never resigns!
Maternal Eyes stays unrest,
Anxious at dawns, fearful in dusks.
Tense part of her senses calms
If she insures souls in her surrounds.
Feeling in endless blinks
As if, a horse in a racing ring.
Maternal Holy Eyes
No rest, no hibernation seeks.
Stays stars in any price,
Always alert, sharp, wise.
She always prays and says,
“Lament me, by happy tears.
I am alive in your harts,
I will depart soon to old dears.
So I mean as a mother
I can’t bear your grieves.”
Please kindly obey
As you hymn the prey.
Even after keens
Do what mother says.
After passing far
Still she stays with sunken eyes,
Counting the days:
“Don’t come, don’t see me soon.”
Stay and prune...
My planted roses are waiting June.
I don’t miss you, wait!
As long as a decade untraced yet,
Stay four times my age in my
Happy castles build for you, uncaged.
Don’t knock at my door.
The rusted key can’t enter fore.
I love you while I’m in heaven.
Don’t come near more!
Heavens aren’t yet for you,
Stay away, inhale humans’ air.
Maternal Eyes obey souls born
of her, harking yieldingly in dark.
Real Maternal Eyes blaze till flames,
Not to see beloveds in any crack.
Maternal love is holiness none seen alike
Even in lover’s heaven, the flowery park!