Mother, I come back to you

A soft caress across the cheek

So light a wind, very meek,

I walk among greens and posies

Pouring with life and energy,

It surges through me

Knocking out my every breath,

Too sweet to relish

Too pretty to touch,

Let's unfold in this mystery

Nature, my angelic mother,

Take me in your arms

Cradle me from blood,

Soak me in your saplings

I want to grow a new being,

Mother, dear mother

I promise you this,

When I arrive at my death bed

Don't be stern.