Joie De Vivire

She's a cruel mother

Dark with smoke & plunder

Trading warmth for hatchets

In the throes of passion

Yet beside a crackling fire

At her bosom peace transpires

Hark the sound of the alliances, 

glowing embers respiring

Like wooden wheels, never quiet

Drums and fiddles break the silence

Adorned with beads, joie de vivire

Rooted in the land right here

And though their hearts are broken

Mourning their heritage stolen

From the wounds seeds were sown

She set the bloody river flowing

Just Breathe

Ashes to ashes

Dust to dust

Smile if you can

Cry if you must

But do not forget

Who you really are

You come from the light

Of the twinkling stars

A mother is a portal

The universe inside

To bring you across

The material divide

The womb is the darkness

Of all time and space

It reminds us that miracles

often take place

Then, Let there be light

When you open your eyes

And take a deep breath

Of the fresh air outside

Arise a new song

Like wind in a chime

You're the pearl of the oyster

On the necklace of time