Mother's Love...

Come hither restless one of mine, keep still child 
born of my womb;
Take heed of the goings-on that surround you,
for it is not the ways of the world and it's noisy 
distractions, that will determine your becoming;

Come hither restless one of mine, keep still child
born of my womb; 
Search in quietness deep within you, 
from where come forth the greatest of treasures, 
that will serve you well, in your becoming;

Come hither restless one of mine, keep still child 
born of my womb; 
Now that you strive toward the depth within you, 
the ways of the world and it's noisy distractions 
will cease to stir you, and you will feel relief; 

Come hither restless one of mine, keep still child 
born of my womb;
Come walk with me awhile beneath the majestic trees,
and embrace the gentle quietness and serenity of the 
hidden treasures life can bring;

Wajia-Patricia Bühl