The Mother

Stuck between a rock and a hard place
Wanting to live my dreams and fulfil my purpose,
Yet what if my purpose is to simply be a good mother
Or to be a good wife?
If I were to leave my family
Would that make me a terrible person?
I know what I would think if I read such a thing.

Yet I always felt I had a purpose.
I wonder what mother nature would do?
Would she give up nature to follow her dreams?
What if she did only to realise her true duties 
Had been neglected to chase a dream.

Is it unrealistic to want more
When every guru teaches contentment
And living in the now.
Yet I cant help the fire that burns inside.
The art that creates the passion in my eyes.

It is that same spark that created my child,
That same spark that moved me to create the life I have now.
Would I trade my child and my husband for the world?
No way!