mother, can you see me here
it's a cold place
where my kind are rare
as, perhaps, they always are
(you'd say)
I'm lonely as
Willy's clouds
or
a single drop of rain
mother, tell me,
have we considered forgiveness
are we done with one another ?
can we feel, mother,
the undone other
and his mother
within?
it's a cold place
where my kind are rare
as, perhaps, they always are
(you'd say)
I'm lonely as
Willy's clouds
or
a single drop of rain
mother, tell me,
have we considered forgiveness
are we done with one another ?
can we feel, mother,
the undone other
and his mother
within?