Sometimes you need to go into the woods,
Fall back from civilization and walk amongst trees.

Climb over rocks and trudge through rivers
Simply to let the mind be at peace.

True inspiration comes once you've let go of what you've had.
Without life's clutter and chaos overwhelming the soul,
You begin to see the world in a different light.
What once was gray, dark and sullen becomes beautiful once again.

The heart, now beating for what once was lost,
The mind, only focusing on what now can be.

Both believing in the powers of love and loss,
Together learning how to Let it Be.

God made a soul,
Called her mother
And gave her a task
Like no other.

According to His
Divine decree
A guardian of life
She should be.

A nurturer, teacher
And a guide
With her lil broods
Right by her side.

He told her to call
When the task is hard.
And He’d see her thro',
For He is God.

And that He’d lead
And guide her too
In all He has given
Her to do.