"You Are My Mother"

You are my mother again
And again i am yours in return
Through cyclic return we are motion
Entwined without moving from formless
We form a clear union of mirrors
Eternally holding the image
Of each of the wavelets rebounding
From edges of cosmos created
By selves of the sentient beings
That wander and wonder forever
Till bursting to light

Don't move

They surround the ones who struggle
And pull them down to the depths
Where their flames are snuffed out
And they all meet their deaths
Introduced by the king of the hall
Where they join all the rest
And wish they had stayed still

So don't move.