Holy Mother, I am yours I invite myself to come home to myself, to come home to you. I invite the me that is you and the you that is me To join together in a joyous dance of co-creation.
Holy Mother, I am yours. Together, we fly with wild abandon into the wilderness of the future. Together, we contain the sacred space for others so that they too might fly. Together, we recognize the sacredness of all things, both the beautiful and the not-so-lovely.
Holy Mother, I am yours In the dark, you hold me. In your fullness your light shows the way. Your light fills the cracks in my heart.
Holy Mother, I am yours. Filled with the essence that is you, I become you. Filled to overflowing, I can no longer hold the love, And I release it into the world on the wings of birds and butterflies.
