Mother
When God asked the angles
About their most remarkable observation in
All of creation they humbly responded
Ocean was vast and deep
Mountain was peaceful and calm
Thunder was strong and wild
Rain was soft and nourishing
Forest was caring and vital
Jungle was mysterious and giving
But above all we met a being
Deep as the ocean
Peaceful as the mountain
Strong as thunder
Soft as the rain
Caring as the lands and the forest
Mysterious as the jungle
She carries magic within her
That we have never seen before.
God smiled:
You indeed have met
My favorite creation of all
She carries Me in her heart
Love is her magic
And her name is
MOTHER
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