Our Destiny In Her Womb

Such mystery in her power to bear In a heart so pure, loving and fair This world has at its origins, in a mother Seven billion akin is indeed not a small a number How she controls our destiny in her womb With love and care, shapes what we become With hope, grooms and inspires us to climb Higher and higher, until failures succumb An evergreen tree, of deep roots at her core The intuition to know how best we must grow Wisdom and patience in abundance therefore The world at peace, freed from poverty and war Such mastery in her flair, her ability to dare A dream maker, a life giver, a wishing star Can we ever really call ourselves the human race Family members without mother in her rightful place