Mother love swims deep in my ocean of tears,
Singing salt songs to soothe my fears.
Boundaries are blurry between earth, sea and sky
For I become Her and She becomes I.
Our hearts beat as One,
As our bodies birth
Babies that leap and play in the surf.
She sings songs of love from whale tribes of old.
I echo her voice
Fearless and bold.
We are Mothers
Whose songs bring life and rebirth.
Yet somehow our voice carries no worth
In a world where mothers are no longer heard,
Whale songs considered crazy, weird and absurd.
Yet I swim through this madness
As I hear loud and clear
Mother whales swimming holding me dear.