Encircled

Here's to the mothers
Soul lovers
Warm faces, sweet spaces
Filling with yearning
Burning for turning
     Crooked to right.

Cheers for those givers
Swift rivers
Strong holding, staunch molding
Sturdy for making
Gifted with breaking
     Clean paths of flight.

Toast beauty grateful
Those faithful
Heads lowered -- steps forward
Graven with tilling
Emptied for filling:
     Light unto light.