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  1. A Mother’s Gift

From the recording Travelling Back

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Lyrics

A Mother’s Gift

©2006 Lyrics & Music by Paul Thompson

A mother’s gift
Leaf laid
Tiny unfolding circle

Cocooned
Young upside-down ascetic
Grasps the tree

You shed your skin
You shed your body
Once for each season
And then

Deepest winter
First blink
Sunlight dissolving cells
The hidden imaginings

Open butterfly, open
Reveal your wings
Like crumpled paper bags
Waiting for air

Unfolding circle, she grows
With tentative beats
Colours all a-flutter
Tastes the mother’s gift of nectar
Thick in the lavender June day

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