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Jul 2013
O Mother
Who so violent and beautiful

Lively, lush, and serene
In youth gone past

O Mother
How much longer shall you last

Once only revolutions
Alone and at ease

As time would have it
Your life grew to breed
Your tears rained upon us
Our only desire to feed

O Mother how we forsake you
We perceived God up above

But below us is He
And He is a She
In the warm dirt
And in the soft breeze

It's you dear Mother
I wish others to see

But watch my Caretaker
Dry your tears
In your lonely revolutions
I have felt your fears

Will the children abandon home?
Will the life that you bred
Forget it has roots
And leave you alone?

It is not for me to say
But I have seen my brothers
And I have seen my sisters
And I beg them to remember

The deep chill of December
The fragrance of the Fall
The Pacific in the summer
The vibrant life around us all

And as I breathe
So do I love you
And as I love you
So do you heal

We are young yet Mother
We have much to learn still
Robert Ueda
Written by
Robert Ueda  California
(California)   
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