Mother, When I Return to You

Mother hold me in warm embrace,
Gently cradle my delicate skin,
Caressed by your loving winds.
Touch my lips with petals,
Soft flowers of maternity love.

Never let me stray the path,
You so gracelessly set before me.
Let me not destroy your body,
You have lovingly provided me.

Should I dampen your skies,
And turn them gray.
Should I steal from your blues,
Your greens, your rainbows of life,
May you set me down,
As only a Mother can.

Mother, no love knows mine to you.
No King above, below, or near,
Can inspire in me an awe
Or a fear, a hope,
In the miracles that are you.

Forgive me of all past mistakes,
Made against your skin.
For I shall not forgive myself.

Mother hold me in warm embrace,
The day I return to you.