Her mellifluous melody was mesmerising
though the tongue was indistinct and unknown
as the young mother crooned softly
cuddling her cranky bundle of joy
it reawakened so many bittersweet memories
I curled myself into a fetal ball
letting her melody wash over me
her sweet voice reminiscent of the warm embrace of mother
and her gentle hand on my brow
cleansing my battered body and my tattered soul
yearning as I was for a healing touch
I could feel tears course down my cheeks
her universal berceuse gradually rocked me to deep slumber
cradling my fragile self tenderly
and in my dreams the lullaby carried me home.
Written for Sadje’s wdys.