If I can stop one heart from breaking.
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the Aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting Robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
From this child in the hollow of your arms
You were born mother letting go like rain
The bones and blood of you're becoming.
He will make your mother
In the joyous mysteries and eternal letting go.
Life will be flooded with sun
And it will be like a new childhood shining for everyone
From “poem of distant childhood”
by Noemia Da Sousa