Motherly love

All I remember about my beginning was dark, all around me pitch deep black.

Nothing  but flecks of color when I close my eyes to rest. 

Until the day I looked toward her light,
Surrounded by her followers protecting her in a fiery dance they seemed strong, steady, their patterns of movement flashing fast.

They never looked tired or worn from their flow.

Constantly frolicking cheering loud their feet seemly never touching the ground, spits of hysteria,
as they loved to dance around her,
you could see it feel it in ur soul,
it seemed that the longer I stared,
the stranger I felt, 
like my mind was slipping into a fog,
my senses become nulled.

I wanted to get out but the pull of her voice keeps me hooked. staring eyes wide. Her pure beauty dazzling in the dark sky.

Mesmerized. 

And then empty again, frosty bite numbing shallowness.