Unknown

form lies

trembling..

in the relentless

shower..

thakshaka

shields

the head

with its own..

in strange

stupor..

i hear

me laugh..

i hear

me cry..

i hear

voice whisper..

who says

laughter

is happiness..

who says

tears

are grief..

who says

smiles

are bliss..

who says

who says

..

i hear

me sigh..

in disbelief

please

be

our strength

Great Mother..

not to stand

or to

run..

just for

our

little hearts

to withstand

the magnitude

of

your

Love