Mother of mysteries
Nature,
Everything I live for,
In pain, In passion and grief.
Mother of mysteries untold.
The bond between rage and calm.
The keeper of light and dark.
Ally of the heavens,
Maker of pace in the race of existence.
Give me tranquility,
For only your peace is true.
Speak to me
and through me.
Help me live your purpose
For we are same
A perfect example of what can be.
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