May 7, 2004

A Mother’s Day Sentimiento!

By Joe Ortiz

Mother’s Day has a special meaning for me, as I’m certain it has for so many of us. As we prepare to honor that blessed woman in our respective lives, whether it is by greeting card, long distance telephone or that special brunch, this holiday (more than others) is one that needs to be most revered.

Times have changed so much, they seem more stressful and hectic, most of us trying to keep pace with a highly technological society. Woman today are being bombarded with unrealistic images of success and beauty, robbing them of the purity, honor and dignity that used to be taken for granted a mere few decades ago. Single mothers, especially, are carrying greater burdens than days gone by. Many are raising children on their own, some facing financial crisis, and unfortunately, way too many facing broken hearts from marriages gone awry.

My eighty-year old mother raised eight kids on her own, working sometimes two or three jobs just to make ends meet. She never accepted welfare, still made time in her busy schedule to feed us all, and always had time to love each and every one of us; and, pretty much kept us in a straight line. Only her faith in God has carried her throughout all of these years. She always told me, “God is Love, mijito, never forget that. God is Love!” She has cancer now, and this could very well be our last Mother’s Day together.

I consider myself a journalist more so than a poet; however the following poem was written in dedication to her, and for all of you precious mothers (especially single moms), who are more loved and adored than you realize. I call it:

Holy Daughter, Glory Woman

From beginning, there was Love; celestial ceilings emit the power,
Forever searching His creation; love is bound His Holy nation;
Infant fragile is the woman, vessels golden do not cower,
Seeking Eros’ strength and beauty, longs the heart appreciation;

Lifting head in braided awe, splendor lights in eyes of hope,
Like a magnet’s pulling power, now is future so revealed;
Fearing loss of life’s true longing, cataclysm now to cope,
Hearts and shaking mind it flows, lone confusion never sealed;
Love’s impression many colors, rainbow’s face is filled with fire,
Seeks its passion, pools of doubt, splitting hearts a new;
Three dimensions are the vision, hopes that flame desire;
Shattered glories, strength desired, soul’s adrift and time is few;

Standing upright Fem in glory, lifting pride where it belongs;
Humble maiden priceless treasure, needs no reason for her right;
Love has entered open-hearted; your own love has healed all wrongs,
Needing little re-assurance, forever destined filled with might;

When new Eros remind it enters, without the body still complete,
Humble not your blessed honor, from beginning true Love given;
Spirit leading wisdom offers, filling truth do not compete,
Cling to Love is not for last, upholding birthrights now forgiven,

Moving love in all directions, needless grasps the tarnished halos,
Love reminders all His glory, chosen from beginning;
Fragile beauty filled with power, wisdom “en los cielos,”
Shatter not your love’s foundation, touching hearts in lovers winning;

Reach His Love in humble service, trumpet regal high it hovers,
Contended courage in the distance, victory’s chalice flowing free;
Darkness passion heart is shrouded; endless clouds the soul it covers,
Reach instead His Love so freely, true love shines eternally;

Love in motion moment grasping, sifting sands in moment’s passion,
Holy Daughters from creation, upright standing pain the story;
Crowning glory in your strength, holds His love’s eternal fashion;
First was Love, O Holy Daughter, come now woman share the glory!

(Mother’s Day 2004)

[Joe Ortiz is the first Mexican American in US history to host an English-language talk show on a commercial radio station. He is the author of a newly completed book, The End Times Passover. Website]

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