The great mother

The arms of the great mother will ever surround me

"The passion of a lover
The care of a mother

The warmth of a hand
The cold of a rain

They all combine in the deep sea of life

They all judge
They all explode into the colourful fountain of love

Not ever would I consider
Not even would I see

that once
Once I might even love
Love what to come
Come out of a home
A home full of love and compassion
No surprices
just love... at every sight...