Feeling enveloped in the womb where I was born
Cradled in the deep green of earth and the wonder
Draws the eye to the heavens as the mountains
Tower up and surround like a curtain of protection
Drawn into the womb again was this what it 
Truly means to be born again? Do we notice 
Our Mother surrounds us and we take her for granted
Being healed and taken in to the very depths of soul
We so try to hide from and we lose the ability
To be cradled and healed by the arms of our Mother
Attuned to the inner life of sanctuary a true love