Of my sister's hand
I have felt no wrath
Nor empty precaution
All is a wild flowing river
Allowed to run free
And in her heart I am grown
A part of the womb of our mother
A tree which never falls
Yet under I lay asleep in peace
May 27
May 27, 2026 at 2:49 PM UTC
Of my sister's hand
I have felt no wrath
Nor empty precaution
All is a wild flowing river
Allowed to run free
And in her heart I am grown
A part of the womb of our mother
A tree which never falls
Yet under I lay asleep in peace