Song of the Mother

SONG OF THE MOTHER

Go slowly

Nestle under my wings

Breathe my breath

Sing my song

Love whatever is arising.

 

All pain and sorrow

Are your lost children

Re-emerging

To be loved at last.

 

You are the one

They have waited for

To love them.

 

Embrace those shut-out children

Banished from your heart 

The lonely one

The angry one

The misunderstood one

The isolated one

The rejected one

The girl with the light in her eyes

Who hid herself away.

 

Each one steps forward now

Brave enough now

To surrender 

To your loving embrace.

 

Greet them all

Your own beloved children

Braid their hair

Sing them songs of love.

 

Oh my darlings

You are home

Welcome at last

Just as you are.

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