Mother carried me in her womb for nine months. She gave me roaring tumultuous tides To stir my tempest. She gave me bright luminous sunrays To caress my soul. She gave me gusty gushing gales To propel my flow. She gave me luscious saccharine fruit To candy my nectar. She gave me blazing charred embers To aflame my fire. She gave me lustrous incandescent moon To illuminate my being. She delivered me into this world To set it aglow.
