O little one, have you ever felt that warmth deep within? That warmth you feel after you've reached the peak. Hands raw from climbing up life's trials. Those are the tears of the Mother. Her joy flows through you, seeing how brave her little one is. O little one, have you ever felt that warmth deep within? That warmth you feel, as you sit in your depth. Lying to yourself that you are all alone. Those are the tears of the Mother. Her compassion flows through you, wishing to whisper in your ear. "You were never alone."
