My Beloved Mother Poem by Natasa To

Your love was like sunshine
turning bad things to good,
so that little great souls
reflecting each other obliquely
as in oblique mirrors...
beheld in your great spirit
their own reflection,
transfigured as in a shining stream,
and loved you for what they are.

You are an image in my mind
than a great soul shine
I see you in the air
pale as star-light on a blue wall...
evanescent as the reflection of a white rabbit
shimmering in stolen water.