Chores are individual securities.
Reassurance that things will continue.
A reality that has deep roots
in muscle memory handed down
manifesting in an intimate bonding
A celebration as I breathe life
into the rituals that begin
again
Moving the earth to fold back on herself.
I am witness to countless mothers,
ancient men, toddlers, teens, humans
as they use their muscle memories
filtered through respective traumas,
erupting learning epiphanies
resurrected
as I sweep, wash, fold, bend, dust,
stash away tomorrows witnesses
of todays contribution of
folding the earth back on her holy self