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letra de mama - ayla nereo

move alone, move alone, my sweet darling do not cry
mama dear, i can’t hear, your heartbeat faint and to me near
little child, little child, lay your body close to me
mama sweet, where we meet, is warm as womb is comforting
daughter mine, lay in’twined, and listen close to how i speak…

i am rushing wood, woodrush rivering, i am body, bone, and dust to wind, storm of sea, wave unraveling
where the raven flies i will lie, floating wavering and gracefully crashing the sand into mountains…

ant upon my chest you will run, you will rest
you will pile up your pillars made of me who blows thеm down
can you fathom deep that unseen, can you trust in this the fruits
i yield, i yield to you to shapе them…

how to shape… how… how to shape… how…

child lay your body, listen deep, there’s a heartbeat in the step that you take, that you choose, that you listen to
suit your self with skin, scurry quickly toward the undertow and over it all is a blanket of breathing
catch upon your tongue, p-wn the speaking for the turning of the inner ear to silence and the rising of the tone
in bells of pebbled wind and the sigh of the stillness of the pond you float upon, as a cloud to the rainstorm

sun to me is mother is to you
i was made to grow these blowing and receding gusts of wind and l-st and wave
and only if i’m trampled bare and cold
will my arms cease to hold you
only when i cease to be, only if i cease…
how to shape… how… how to shape… how…

- ayla nereo

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