Notes from the Path #28 - The scent of motherhood
a weekly reflection from my wandering
The scent of motherhood
Mother salmon has returned from the wild ocean
to die in the stream that called her home.
But first she will lay her eggs
among the stones where her life began.
She’ll kiss her unborn babies’ heads
and bid them farewell.
“May the Spring bring you gentle hatching,” she’ll say,
“May your journey to the ocean …