The saying about my maternal grandmother (Momma) was "Momma hung the moon." this poem is beautiful and resonates with one of those strong commonalities shared. Nice.
Your mandalas and the geometry within is sublime.
Consummate announces itself.
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many thanks!! felt a bit of trepidation in sharing the poem given that I'm not a poet, so I appreciate the feedback on that.