Motherly love is considered supreme
It is commonly held in high esteem
To some love is a sweet affection
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The sky still looks dark like night.
Sun is not yet in sight.
Slowly dawn finally breaks
And the amber light spreads
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Though the lotus shares a bond
With the muddy and murky pond,
Yet lotus is holy and precious,
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Life and death make me wonder
Thoughts upon which I often ponder
What keeps the cycle of life going?
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My heart hums like bees
And flutters like butterflies,
Blooms like the blossoms
And sings like the cardinals -
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The sunlight,
Softly removes the blanket of snow
To awaken earth from winter's sleep
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In the unknown dark abyss of mind
When gloom and frustration twined
Which you oftentimes couldn't escape
Those things clothed in black drape
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It was during my childhood,
May be at the age of nine,
I experienced something unusual,
Something difficult to define
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