Here I am,back to your lap.
Entering into the rule of wild,
You remind me
Of what I am.
But a dependent, on sun and rain;
On this flowing stream,
On the force that its sound has,
Yes, on water and its waves.
You remind me
Of what you give;
Fire and shade,
Thirst and water,
Life and death!
What weird mystery?
What is this strange power you possess?
How complete you make me, my world!
Mother dear,
whatever I do,
In this life I owe you,
Is not right,
Not wrong either!
Its just natural.
Its Your Will.....
