Mother's Garden - Michael Tolcher

In Mother’s Garden

There grows a history

Thousands of centuries of

Flowers like children

Colors original, everything beautiful

Sometimes she weeps

Weakened with disease

Silently she screams… rescue me, rescue me

In Mother’s Garden

She sings a melody

Four parts in harmony

Earth, water, wind and fire

Her secret recipe, circular energy

She says

I am your home

I give you life

I built this family

We are alone, it’s you and I in this whole galaxy

We can’t survive without each other are you listening

I need your help to heal my self when I am suffering

In Mother’s Garden

Feel that serenity

No greater liberty

Sometimes she weeps

Weakened with disease

Silently she screams… rescue me, rescue me

In Mother’s Garden

Rescue me