The city you left waved you away with a clouded eye
& the city you embark on wears you in diverse colours ;
An old time friend, your lonely mother,your childhood competitor who
Is willing to measure your success in notes.
With feet as light and sole as heavy
With a sort of urgency
Like a pregnant woman
Who can’t wait to get rid of her belly?
Mother, I sing your lullabies when
the light between my feet goes dim.
They remind me of how you taught me
to walk my first steps in darkness,