my mother's drum

it's sweet. so sweet. the sound of the drum in my mother's chest.
it beats on. my ear close to her heart, i was listening.
the drum beating. my mom and i crying. we are parting.
once again.
but that moment of listening to her strong strong heart
and the sound of her belly digesting her tears
it was it is
precious.
it felt like i never left that place right under her heart.