Mother
Mother
1 min
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We are her children,
Filled with hatred and ego.
She gives us all,
Knowing we may harm her.
Nature is our mother,
Sunshine of our darkness.
Love her,
Feel her,
Sense her,
Trust her.
She showers the clarity of hope,
With all her roar.
Presence of dewdrops,
Giving freshness,
Make us feel loved.