In the Lap of the Great Mother Poem by Barbara Spring February 3, 2005 by David Michael Jackson In the Lap of the Great Mother No restless yearnings to go here or there to wear costly garments silk underwear. No need for more. We sleep in her lap then awake in her love covered over with air. Related Posts:Ancient Chinese Silk Embroidered ArtUnderwear Poem | Lawrence FerlinghettiAMERICAN MOBILE. A Poem by EM Schorb.Walkways. A Poem by Allison GrayhurstIn Memoriam Joe Ruggier Canadian Poet and Poetry…Narrow Passage | Short Story by James Nitz