She came home running <br /> back to the mothering blackness <br /> deep in the smothering blackness <br />white tears icicle gold plains of her face <br /> She came home running <br /> <br />She came down creeping <br /> here to the black arms waiting <br /> now to the warm heart waiting <br />rime of alien dreams befrosts her rich brown face <br /> She came down creeping <br /> <br />She came home blameless <br /> black yet as Hagar’s daughter <br /> tall as was Sheba’s daughter <br />threats of northern winds die on the desert’s face <br /> She came home blameless<br /><br />Maya Angelou<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-mothering-blackness/
