Mother God Watercolour on A3 300 GSM paper.
 
The poem that accompanies the piece...
 
Mother God
with broken open heart,
who is at once demanded upon and rejected in the same breath. 
Who is over-touched 
and over-stretched 
and over-whelmed.
Mother God
whose body spilt blood,
for a children so obsessed with our own insecurities. Are you lonely Mother God? Are you lonely?
Emptied out. 
Life given. 
Mother God
who takes on herself the batterings
and bruisings of a beaten down woman.
Who weeps at the injustice upon her daughters
Who wails at who her sons have become. 
Mother God who rages. 
Mother God who waits, awake, hoping.
Mother God, I am sorry, we have only spoken of you as Father. And still you wait for us. Mother God. And still you wait for us.
Never seen. Still waiting.