Rest your hands
Nothing needs to be done
For a while
Mother
All the thoughts
All the things that define you
As a mother
I have seen them fly away
To a faraway destination
Where they're taken care of
Close your eyes
Nothing needs to be seen to
For a while
Mother
Close your eyes
Find your space in the middle of a breath
Let yourself be the rhythm of the wave
Let the world be a question
Rest
Rest your hands
Mother
Find your space
Mother
Close your eyes
Mother
What's inside?
In your dreams you're dancing
You're light as a feather
Your strength has no equals
Your laughter's contagious
Your heart is a filter
Anything passing through it
Becomes beautiful
Now I do understand
I raise my glass
What's inside
Are you curious
Is it bliss in a grape
Is it crystal clear?