jeremy wyatt · Feb 13, 2011
Mother of the World

Beautiful mother of the world
you draw the shades of grey aside
you bring life and love and trust
in tomorrow's dreams
walk for a while beside me
through your woods and glades
show me where your deer walk
and the flowers sing
your deep quiet pools
where the Wee Folk sing
take the time to pause and see
the hurt in this green land
take the time to set us free
and heal us with your hand

 
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