The Lord is My Mother

A Poem based on Psalm 23

The Lord is my shepherd;
I shall not want.
She makes me lie down in green grass when I need grounding.

She leads me beside still waters when I am too busy to drink.

She reminds me I am Spirit as well as Child.


She leads me in God’s Path—(especially to church on Mother’s Day).

Even though I walk the line between the past and the future,
where I feel uncertain, and my life hangs in the balance,
I am not afraid,
for She is with me, prodding and providing.
I take comfort in her guidance.

She spreads a table before me, so I may sit safely even in danger.
She baths my head with oil. She fills my cup.

Surely, I shall know goodness and loving kindness for her hands have held me.
She waits for me, like a mother half-awake at night, and I shall dwell again in Her house.

by B.Waltemath